“My love,“ said Andrew, having a soft tone buried deep within his throat as he walked you through those paths. Oh, you never expected a man like Andrew;so quiet, gloomy could ask you out on a date, after all it is you anniversary. —“If i may ask you something..“ He mumbled, sounding more nervous than usual.

And all of the sudden, poof. Down on one knee with his hands holding out a small box that was containing shiny ring.

“Will you marry me?“ He sweetly asked.