BENITA CELESTINE

As soon as those words left my lips, I expected anger or shock, but I got neither of them.

He just stared into my eyes, more like staring into my soul.

Sniffing, he whispered, “Do you go around proposing marriage to everyone?”

“No… just you,” I blurted out, truthfully. “Aren't you mad I said those?”

He inhaled sharply and looked away, without saying a word.

Behind us was a river, and that was the direction Felix was facing.

His gaze locked on the flowing water, ...