False Romantic
His voice was a low rumble, bringing with it unquestionable authority, "You're trying to take my bride. Did you ask for my permission?"
Joseph's head whipped towards him, eyes wild. "She doesn't love you! She doesn't!"
Gareth chuckled and turned to look at Stacy, his demeanor softening as he did. "Who do you love, Stacy?"
Stacy turned to look at Gareth, her eyes filled with nothing but warmth and determination. She opened her mouth, her words ringing out clearly, "I love you, Gareth."
Gareth smirked and turned back towards Joseph, his tone mocking, "Hear that?"