“No. No, I didn’t. I never would have moved forward with the wedding; I can see that now. I know this in my bones, Joe. It was always you. Always.” “You’ve been flaky, indecisive, and torn about me from the get-go.” “Whoa.” I lift my hands up in the air. “That part’s not true. I’ve always loved you. I was just not always sure that love was enough to get over our obstacles. But I am now. I’m sure.” “One hundred percent?” he asks. “One hundred and ten,” I assure him.
