“Noelle Marie Hastings, will you do me the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?” I nodded, letting out a sob as I stared down at the man that I loved. The man who I had already known I wanted to spend forever with, and there was only one answer that I knew would come from my lips. “Yes,” I cried, tears flowing down my cheeks as I smiled the biggest grin I had ever felt in my life. I was so happy—so blissfully happy. “Yes, I will marry you, Matthew James Harper. Because I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you, every single day.”
