Travis' POV

　　"Will you be my Queen?"

　　"I- I- I don't know'' Alyssa responded, and I couldn't help but find her flustered state incredibly endearing "We barely know each other, how can we get married? I'm not sure I'm ready for the sort of commitment with you,"

　　I winced as she picked up the wine glass, her fingers trembling as she took it to her mouth. I knew the white tablecloth was a bad idea, the stain would be impossible to ...