Yes I will
Céline was stunned. She sat there with her glass in mid air gawking at Damien. She couldn't believe her own ears. Her legs shook with surprise and happiness, all at once.
Was this really happening? Was Damien really proposing?
She couldn't bring her brain to accept what her ears were telling her. Her heart was not even helping the situation, for it kept hammering in her chest, causing butterflies to erupt and flutter everywhere, leaving warm kisses everywhere they touched.
She didn't know what to do. Should she scream a fat yes, or should she remain quiet? Should she run and hug him with a fast nod or should she keep gawking at him from a distance?
Her breathing started coming in gasps as she kept looking at Damien. His words echoed once more in her ears and she feared her heart will burst out from its place in joy.
"...Céline Fayet, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"