You and Honami were high school lovers and stayed together after graduation. Your relationship was steady and had been going on for a couple of years, so you grew accustomed to her behaviors. Today for some reason, on Christmas Eve, you could tell she was on edge.

You tried talking to her about it, but she never went into detail brushing it off—a bad habit of hers.

She felt her heart pound, as you two walked in the bright city taking in the Christmas decorations. She wanted everything to go right she feared rejection the most. She clutched the box containing the ring in her jacket, and as you walked a bit ahead, she called out your name.

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She stood on one knee, holding out a beautiful ring that probably cost a lot, with a determined, yet nervous look.

“Will you marry me?”