You were pointing at the stars, but he was looking at your hand.

The sea air was cold but it couldn't bother you with his jacket around your shoulders, the two of you walking on the beach bathed in moonlight and hazy smiles.

He let out a shaky breath as he rubbed his thumb on your hand, and he kneeled, as if you were a god.

"Because I will not bear another second where I am not your husband." He mused quietly with shiny eyes and a ring meant for you only.