C88 Found Again Fifty Seven

“Are you proposing to me?” I asked.

Noah looks at me intently. “If I say yes, will you marry me?”

“I won’t. This proposal is too plain. I want it grand and special. I deserve that kind of proposal you know.” I joked to lighten up the mood.

But Noah didn’t laugh nor smile. His face is still serious.

I sighed. “What’s wrong?”

Noah shook his head. “Nothing