“When’s the big day?” Dad asks, and I am not sure what to say. I didn’t think of it. Are we getting married now because of the ring?
Van must feel the same as I do because when he wraps me in his arms from behind and puts his lips to my ear, he is echoing my thoughts exactly.
“Do we need a paper?”
“Not yet…” I grin.
“But you’ll be mine no matter what, correct?”
“Correct.”
No paper required.
The End