You told me once, a long time ago, that you couldn’t imagine your life without me and I told you that I wanted you in mine and we’d figure something out. We spent years apart, our world apart. Five years later when you walked in the door after all that time, it felt like the last flat stretch of track of a roller coaster ride, right before it comes to a stop, where your stomach’s flipping out and your knees are weak but you can breathe again. That’s when I knew. I want you in my life, Aria, for the rest of my life. I don’t ever wanna let you go. I have just one more thing to say. Aria Marie Montgomery, will you marry me?