"You did all of this to propose to me?" My voice is climbing toward hysteria. "All of this? The entire pumpkin patch, the hunting, the stage, the crown—you did all of this because you want to marry me?" "Not just because I want to marry you," he says gently, sitting up and reaching for me. "Because I can't live without you. Because you're everything I've ever wanted and everything I never knew I needed."
