I heard the paper rustling before the folded paper landed in front of my eyes. Why did I grin so big as I pushed up on my elbows to read the note? My wide smile stretched even further as I scanned the paper. Anya will you be my girlfriend? Circle yes or no. “I don’t have a pen.” I blushed. “What kind of nurse doesn’t have a pen?” Psalm asked, kissing the side of my head as he whipped out a pen and dropped it in front of me. Quickly, and without giving myself time to overthink, I circled yes.
