"No, Caesar, that's not it." Adeline extended her arms and pulled him into a tight hug. She buried her face in his neck. "I wouldn't want to be with anyone else except you."
Caesar was all the more lost now. "Then…why? I can't seem to understand why you are crying. Did I say something you didn't like? If that's it, then-"
"No, I'm just happy!!" Adeline burst into laughter and threw her head back. "You don't get it, Caesar. I just didn't think you would ever want to-"
"Marry you?" he interrupted, a frown settling on his forehead. "Did you actually think I would keep you without doing so?"
Adeline paused, biting her lower lip. 'Well...yes. And I messed up too, so I didn't dare think you would ever want to. That's why I felt pretty…" She was fidgeting with her index fingers. "…Overwhelmed."
"You silly princess." Caesar found himself cackling in amusement.
"Adeline." He took hold of her jaw, pulling her face closer. "If I don't make you my pretty wife, who else would I?"
