Tears shine in her eyes as she gets on her knees in front of me and nods frantically, then signs, “I love you.” “Is that a yes?” I sign back. “Yes. A million times yes, Lan.” I slide the ring on her finger and then kiss her in the middle of cheers, hoots, and camera flashes from everywhere. As we break apart, I whisper, “I love you, too.” I know how much she needs to hear that, and while I don’t believe in love as an emotion, I believe in her. My woman. My muse. My forever.
CRYING
