Sophia’s P.O.V

He reached out slowly, brushing his fingers against mine—not quite holding my hand, but close enough that I could feel the warmth of him. “Then we’ll take it slow,” he said. “And I’ll be here. However long it takes. I want you in my life, Sophia…I want you to be the one beside me as I grow old. I know this is sudden, but no matter what”

I stared at him like he had just punched the wind out of my lungs.

“I… Nathaniel… what are you ...