“Of course I will marry you. I love you. So much, I would be miserable if I lost you,” she murmured lovingly.
“Good,” Oliver nodded firmly. “I want you to miserable without me.”
“You do?” She grinned at him. “And are you going to be miserable without me?”
“Definitely,” he promised. “For every second of every day until we can be together again.”
“That is fine by me,” she grinned.
“Together forever?” he asked quietly, sweeping her off her feet with a gentle plea in his eyes that he made no attempt to hide. Even now, having had a promise of a future that was full of hope, love and happiness, Oliver needed reassurance from her that she meant what she was saying. They could have it all, and more besides.
“Together forever,” she promised, happy to give him anything he asked of her. Oliver had brought her danger, tension worry and fear, but had fought valiantly to sweep it all aside and replace it with love, hope, and a wonderful happy future together, forever.
The End.