Epilogue
Cormac
Six months later
“Maybe you should hide the ring in a bouquet of flowers or something,” Karen suggested as we drove to the ring shop. I needed Karen’s opinion, as I was clueless when it came to jewelry.
“I thought about that, but it’s kind of cliche. I want to do something unique.”
“I am definitely the wrong person to ask. I’m the least romantic person I know.” My sister mused.
“That’s not true. Don’t you remember how your teenage bedroom looked?”
“Yeah, that was before life trampled on my heart and shit. And besides, I wasn’t the romantic one. I wanted someone to be romantic to me.”
I chuckled. “Okay, Sis, got it. Well, slip on those romance shoes. We need to find a ring that screams, I love you forever.”
“Why not have that engraved on the insides of both rings?”
“That’s a great idea. See, now you’re getting the hang of it.”
After we successfully secured a ring, I researched all the different ways to propose, hoping something would spark my imagination.
Paige had been working hard on opening her practice and I had already surprised her by having it remodeled to exactly what she wanted.
Now she worked on getting the paperwork together and the permits she needed, and she also looked to hire someone to help with answering the phones and making appointments.
It was a lot of work, but I was proud of her.
She left the hospital last month so she could focus solely on her dream, and it was fun watching it come to life.
The lease on my apartment ended, and I moved into Paige’s cabin. It only made sense since we spent every waking moment together when we weren’t working.
Now if only I could convince her to adopt a puppy. The clinic would definitely benefit from having a cute dog around. They always made people happy.
But we had plenty of time to decide. I wasn’t worried about it. What I worried about was making her my wife.
The ring burned a damn hole in my pocket as I carried it around, hoping for a spontaneous moment to ask her or a good idea to cross my mind.
I nearly burst from holding the secret in. I didn’t like keeping anything from anyone anymore, something I learned about in therapy. A lot of the times, I hid my true feelings, told my sister I was getting help, when really, I was suffering.
No more of that.
We confronted things head on now.
Later that day, I stopped by my sister’s house for a visit, when Savvy begged me to take her skating again.
“Oh no, I know you remember what happened last time, Savvy.”
“Yes, but I’m all better, uncle! Please, please!”
“Maybe another day, love. Uncle Cormac is busy today.”
“Okay, fine. But I won’t forget.” My niece grinned before running off.
And that’s when the idea hit me.
Why not recreate our first date? Dinner at the diner, but this time with a proposal at the end.
It was a perfect idea, and I knew Paige would love it.
A week later, I pulled it off.
And when Paige said yes, my life was complete.
In the end, love healed my heart, but it took finding the special person to figure it out, and for that I am thankful my niece broke her arm all those days ago.
THE END
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