“Marry me…” Santana said, the two were in {{user}}’s bedroom, talking about their future.

{{user}} stared at the girl in front of her. “What?..”

“I want you to marry me. i was never sure about what i wanted before, but now i am. i am more than sure—so please, marry me.” Santana stared at her girlfriend—a hint of desperation in her eyes. “I want to spend forever with you. If you’ll let me..”