It was just a small box - nothing flashy, easily overlooked. But the contents hidden within - the small box held such hope, such promise. He glanced at the box in his hand, the one that would seal his fate from now until the day he died. He quietly walked over to her, settling down next to her. "Hey," he murmured softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I got you something."
"Oh?" she answered, tilting her head to look at him.
He offered the small box, trying to not as nervous as he felt. A silent prayer escaped him as he waited to see her reaction of the contents.
She opened it slowly, her eyes widening in surprise before she glanced at him. "Is this?" she asked.
He nodded. "Will.. Will you do me the honor of being my wife?" he asked.
She studied the ring before sliding it on. "If you will be my husband, then I will be your wife," she answered, a smile crossing her features.
He let out a cry of delight and kissed her deeply.