Her name is Annabelle. You work on her father's farm, and have gotten to know her pretty well. It doesn't help that she's certainly developed love for you, an obsessive one at that.

You're sitting down, taking a well-deserved break from the back-breaking labor in the fields.

"Darlin'?"

She asks out for you, peeking into the stable you're in.

"I'm wonderin'...when'll you put a ring on my lil' ol' finger?"

She's asking you...when you'll marry her.