C91 PROPER PARTY.

MILES:

“Come.” I took her hand through the back door to our balcony. As soon we were outside, I was on my knee again. “Marry me. Again. Meredith Tate, soon to be Meredith Pierce.” This time, I had the ring.

“Yes. Yes. Yes!” I slipped it on her finger and we kissed. “Oh, my. This is beautiful. Everything is.”

I had roses all over the balcony