"No! I wish your dream to come true and by then, I wish you would marry me!" Hand in hand, we walked together, our fingers intertwined, unsteady yet smiling, eyes crinkled with joy.
We had been together for eight years and in all that time, I never received the proposal I had been waiting for. Still, I waited and waited, believing with all my heart that Rowan was just working hard to build a better life for us.
Even my grandmother would tease me from time to time. "You, my dear. I wish I could see you get married already!"
Blushing, I clung to her arm and responded coyly, "Oh, Grandma, please stop teasing. Just put your mind at ease and don't worry about me."
Her eyes softened anda trace of worry flashed through them as she touched my face. "Yes, dear, but your grandma needs to see her grand daughter marry her sweetheart before she leaves this world. Only then will I truly be at peace."
I snuggled into her embrace, muttering in mock discontent, "You silly old lady, what nonsense are you saying just now? You're going to live a long, long life."