Watching him slip that ring on her finger, she was so happy and so desperately in love with him that she thought her heart would burst. It will silly, it was just this tiny piece of jewelry, but it was a symbol for so much more.

Her throat was tight as she shook her head at his question and, smiling slightly, accused him, "This is gonna be like the first time you gave me flowers, isn't it?" On his birthday, when she cried as he'd told her about each bloom and its meaning. She had no doubt she was about to cry all over him now, and she didn't feel all that bad about it -- it was his own fault for being so amazing, after all.