She glanced at Demilade with an amused smile. He was just watching her like she was in some kind of interesting movie.

"I guess this would be the last one because I don't think there is a box smaller than this. Or is there?" He just smiled and shrugged.

"I don't know. But at least, open that one with you."

"Of course. I already started. I plan on getting to the end." She said with a pout and she removed the wrapper around the last box and which happened to be a black ring box. She paused for a while. She looked around the box that has a tiny pink ribbon tied on the top in a bow shape.

Slowly, she looked up at Demilade. She needed to confirm what she thought it was.

Then the room suddenly began to brighten at his back. It drew her attention away from him because he didn't seem to be surprised. And at some distance away from his back, she saw tiny lights begin to turn on one after the other. She hadn't noticed it before, probably because it was turned off and the light in the room was dim. The small lights were forming writing and it suddenly began to make sense when she noticed the first two words.

Will you...

The rest of the lights came up, completing the first two words, and giving them meaning.

Will You Marry Me Tiwalola?

The words formed by the blinking lights stared at her in the face and she watched, frozen.

Then her eyes moved down to the ring box on the table. Slowly, she opened it. The first thing that caught her attention was the reflection from the object in the box. Then she saw the ring in the box. A silver ring with five color gemstones on it.

She chuckled and brushed her hair backward, baffled and lost for words. She chuckled again not knowing when she began to tear up. She looked up at the decorated light that formed 'Will You Marry Me Tiwalola?'

Before she could say anything or turn back to Demilade, she heard him speak up.

"Should I still go through the traditional method and ask properly if you will be my wife Tiwalola?" Demilade asked pulling her attention to him.

He planned this.

He was proposing to her.

He wants to marry her.

Demilade wants her Tiwalola to marry him.

Those thoughts danced in her head as she stared at him with her tear-blurred eyes. A rush of sensations crawled across her body at a maddening rate. The flutter in her stomach intensified and her heart pounded in her chest as her knees got weaker.

She noticed him pull the ring box toward him and he stood up as he picked the box up.

She wiped the tears on her face away and looked up at him. She seem lost for words. She watched him stand from his seat and walked up to her side.

"Tiwalola Bamidele, will you do me the honor of being my wife?" He asked going on his knees but she stopped him before he could kneel fully.

"You don't need to go on your knees." She was finally able to say, holding him from kneeling. "There's no need for the traditional method."

He stopped halfway and looked up at her with a quizzical look.

"My answer is yes. Yes. Yes. Yes." She stood from her seat, blinking back her tears. "You don't have to ask again. It is yes. My answer is yes. I want to marry you. Yes. Yes." She said so fast, chuckling. Then she embraced him tightly, leaning her head on his chest, unable to control her emotions; letting the tears fall freely, wetting Demilade's shirt.

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