“So let me get this straight: you offered to marry me if I don’t go, but if I do go, you’re breaking up with me?” I wasn’t prepared to bring up his offer, but I couldn’t stop the words from coming. “Marry you?” His mouth falls open and his eyes narrow. I knew I shouldn’t have mentioned it. “What—” “You said that if I chose you, you’d marry me. I know you were drunk, but I thought maybe—” “You thought what? That I would marry you?”
Oh no
