My heart skipped again.
He reached into his pocket, pulled out a small velvet box, and opened it. Inside was a simple gold band with a diamond.
“I know we’re not kids anymore,” he continued. “I know we’ve lived entire lives without each other. But I also know that I don’t want to spend whatever time I have left without you. Will you marry me?”
Tears instantly filled my eyes.
“Yes! Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Our wedding was small, simple, and incredibly sweet. My children were there, along with a few close friends, and everyone seemed amazed that love had somehow found its way back to us after so many years.
I wore a cream-colored dress, and Walter wore a navy suit.
When the officiant said, “You may kiss the bride,” Walter leaned forward gently, and for the first time in twelve years, my heart felt completely full again.
But then something unexpected happened during the reception.
A young woman approached me.
