“Yes,” I say, my voice hoarse with emotion. I nod, and once I start, I can’t seem to stop. I smile fully, and it feels like that smile touches every inch of my face—every inch of this room. A happy laugh slips out. I’m going to marry Des! Life flushes through his face, brightening his features, and I’m sure the world has no use for suns with a smile as bright as his. It spreads across his whole face, his eyes crinkling from the action. “You’re going to marry me?” I nod again, and I’m smiling so hard, my face is beginning to hurt.
