Rhea Ripley #4

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"What's all this?" I asked, scanning the several magazines that sat across the coffee table. "Wedding magazines?"

"Oh." Rhea walked in, clearly kicking herself that they were supposed to be away.

I picked a couple up, flicking through them. "Why are you looking at wedding magazines?"

"Just planning."

"Planning?" She sighed, walking over to stand in front of me. Her hands rested on my shoulders, looking into my eyes.

"Don't you think it's about time you put a ring on it soon, we've been together for a good few years love." I froze.

Was this a hint? Was I a bad boyfriend?

"I'm not saying right now," Rhea added, sensing my anxiousness, "it's just nice to think that maybe at some point we could get married."

"We will get married, one day, I promise. When life isn't so hectic and we're able to enjoy the process and make the most out of it, then we'll know that it's time."

She nodded, softly smiling. "I don't want to rush you, just know that marrying you would defiantly be the happiest day of my life."

"I'm glad to hear it," I smiled, pecking her lips sweetly.

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