I've Decided To Marry You Romane & Geschichten

Just enough. “What kind of decisions?” Tessy asked gently. And a small, humorless laugh slipped out of me. “The kind I don’t really get to argue with,” I replied and her brows pulled together slightly. “That bad?” I nodded and a brief silence stretched between us, heavy and anything but uncomfortable. Then I forced the next words out. “He wants me to get married to someone.” Tessy’s eyes widened. “Marry?” I nodded again with my lips pressing together. “And you don’t want to, I guess,” she said softly.

To accept me back. Marrying her is the right decision. As much as I would love to date her this time, get to know her better, and court her with so much love and respect, I couldn't help but blurt out the word marriage. “You should tell her, man,” he insists, sitting next to me and watching me strangely, probably to see if I truly have my memories back. "She'll never know. I will eventually, but not now,” I mutter indifferently. “What if she knows or gets to know before you make a decision to tell her?”

I stood up, my heart pounding as the decision solidified in my mind. I reached for my phone and looked for her number. As my thumb hovered over the call button, my breath caught in my throat. This was it—the moment that would change everything.I want to marry you, Sophia, I told her in my mind. Once I get back home from Paris, we’re going to be a happy family. I’m going to fight for the life we should have had a long time ago. And I’m not going to stop until we get it.

Ivan said out of the blues. "Why so early?" "Yes. The quicker we get married, the earlier, I get awarded that contract." I nodded, "I'll inform her today." * "Kate?" "Uh-huh?" "Can I tell you something?" "What?" She turned to me now, looking straight into my eyes. Chocolate brown eyes to pale blue eyes. "I'm getting married." She furrowed her brows, "Is that some code word for a secret of yours?" "No.. It does not have a double meaning. I mean it just the way I said it." I said casually.

I am sure that if I was asked in the next life if I want to be a female then I'll still reply, ' Yes ' though I am not sure if there's the next life. I sat on my Bed in deep thoughts. I needed to find a solution, Quick. I couldn't go through with the marriage, never! I'll rather die than Get married to An old geezer. I once promised Princess Gabriella and myself that I'll only get married to someone who I love and not the other way around. I need to do something quickly as don't have much time. A solution came in. I have been debating on it for a long time no but I have decided.

" I already told you ever since I set my eyes on you, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind. " " I would marry you. " " I would fúcking marry you, Ciara. "

His voice cracked slightly as he finished. I turned toward Sophia. She looked stunned, like the moment hadn’t fully registered yet. Maybe I shouldn’t ask her like this, and I should wait, but the truth was; I didn’t care about a big wedding or flowers or any of the rest of it. I just wanted her. To be my wife and my future. “Sophia,” I said, keeping my voice steady, “the decision’s yours. But I want to marry you as soon as possible. No fanfare, no waiting. Just you and me.”

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

I walked inside, and he closed the door behind me. “Well?” I looked at him and forced myself to say the words I had been repeating in my head all morning. “I’ll do it.” For a moment, he just stared at me as if he needed to make sure he had heard me correctly. “You’re serious? You’re actually agreeing to marry me?” I nodded. “I’ll marry you.” The smile that spread across his face was almost immediate as he stepped toward me. “You’re sure about this?” I forced myself to nod again. “Yes. I’ve made my decision.”

"There's something I want to tell you." "What?" "I've made up my mind." "About what?" "I think I'm going to marry Damien." ***