NADINE POINT OF VIEW.

A breeze stirred around us, and the sun shone down mildly upon us. I could hear the laughter of a person from not too far off; it was the sort of laughter that carried happiness in its sound, in how loud it was, how unrestrained. It was such a beautiful day, and as I looked at Richard sitting in front of me, staring at me with eager eyes, I thought I had no reason not to be happy, or at least grateful. He still had my hands in his. And so I did as he had suggested , I ...