She walked into the room and began speaking without looking at him. If she looked into his eyes she might lose her nerve.

“We’ve been together for a while now, and I know you think it’s time we made a commitment to each other. I know I’ve been hesitant to discuss this in the past because I’ve been hurt before. But now I know you’re the one. I’m not afraid anymore. I could never be afraid of anything ever again as long as I’m with you. And I know you feel the same because of all the countless times you’ve told me and I shied away. No more. This is it. So, I’m ready. I’m ready for happily ever after. Let’s get married.”

Finally she dared to glance at his face. He looked dizzy, distant, unfocused. Only then did she notice the gash on the side of his head, a trickle of blood curling around his ear.

“I’m sorry… do I know you?”

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