It was the start of the sunset when we decided to put a wrap on our trip and leave the beach. It was a two hour drive, hence, it will already be night time when we get home.

The whole family trip was fun and in a way that I just wanted the time to stay like that forever, I could see Vernon smiling the whole time, yet at some point, when our time there was getting unspeakably nearer to its end, he became quiet. He would look at me with a certain but unidentifiable look on his face, and I would raise my eyebrows at him, intending to ask why, however, all he could do was to shook his head with a slight lift of a corner of his lips.

I wasn't sure if there actually was something going on, and I could ask him, yet chose not to, and I couldn't really resort on doing so, since, you know, I wasn't sure.

But, other than that, there wasn't anything more odd, everything was normal, he did all the things he had to do in an ideal way, only that he was unusually silent.

I approached the back of the sofa where Vernon was seated at, he was looking down at his phone and as soon as I placed my hands on his shoulders, he instantly closed his phone, deliberately placing the front side of it beside his legs on the sofa.

Due to how swift he was, I couldn't really decipher anything from his phone aside from the fact that he was on his messaging app.

"Leon fell asleep already. .", I said, slowly moving my hands away from his shoulders and shifted it on top of the backrest of the sofa instead.

He turned his head and glanced up to face me. He appeared as if he had regretted something, but not, I don't know. . guilty?

I small smile formed on his mouth, like the other smiles he pulled off ever since he started acting unusual. "He must've been tired from earlier. . It's still early.", He replied in a soft spoken way.

At that point, I couldn't possibly get why he still could look at me straight in the eyes without wavering, because if he actually was doing something behind my back, if I were him, I wouldn't be able to.

I walked a couple of steps back. "You should go and rest too. ."

I would've gaily told him about the way Leon followed me to the bedroom right after we just got home and how after a few minutes, I spotted him already on his deep slumber. I would've unecessarily questioned him if was exhausted after driving for two hours and ask him to lay at the bedwith me along with Leon. I should've tried to ask him if there was something he was hiding from me and talk it out with him, but I didn't, I didn't do anything and just walked away and left him there.

I didn't want to blame anyone, but I couldn't help it now that he's obviously keeping secrets and is acting oblivious about it.

"Forget rest, why don't you just text that person all night.", I muttered to myself, rolling my eyes as I closed the door aggravatingly, but not to the extent of slamming it that would make Leon wake up.

I headed to the bed and seated myself at the corner of it.

Looking back, I couldn't recall any instances of him meeting up with any girls, let alone anyone. I was pretty sure that we did almost everything with each others' presence, and him not wanting to make me see the contents of his phone, it was the very first time.

I just really don't get why he was acting like that all of a sudden.

Did something go not the way he wanted it to be?

Was there something that I did wrong for him to turn out like this?

It's frankly starting to make me think that things would go to a horrible turn.

Out of a sudden, I heard knocks from the door, and aware that it was no other than him, I instantly stood up and hurried my way to open it, yet, halfway through my paces, I halted, remembering our current situation, my steps that were once excited over the fact that he was on the other side of the door turned into hesitant slow ones knowing that he was outside waiting.

I wasn't exactly certain about how long have I just been sitting there on the bed, pondering, but, I was slightly glad that it didn't feel that long until I could converse with him again, and to probably satisfy the reassurance that I needed.

I turned the doorknob and pulled it open to reveal Vernon standing right there with a face you'd be the one wanting to say sorry. And I truly never expected my heart to pound this much again by just seeing him.

"The d—door is not locked. .", I said, only for me to press my lips together after by how nervous I got.

"O—Oh. . .", he looked down realizing, yet it seemed like he had already knew.

I don't know what it is that he is hiding could be, and I don't know why I can't stay mad at him.

I took a deep breath and sighed a handful of air. "Do you want to talk?", I asked, and it made him look up, his eyebrows softly raising as our eyes met again.

The balcony of our apartment that had the view of the city was where we ended up taking ourselves for our talk. It had been a long while ever since we moved there at the apartment, yet I still couldn't help myself but admire the view of the night city from where I was.

It made me feel serene, the picturesque view, the cold wind, the frigid feeling that the railings gave into my palm, it got me into a point that whatever it may be that Vernon was going to confess, my heart rate wouldn't exceed from normal. . I think.

I turned my body to the side as I tend my attention to Vernon who was standing about three feet away from me, him who was unknowingly already looking at me.

My ever always so curious self wanted to ask why, yet before I could rethink about doing it so, unbeknownst, he was starting to lower his body. I just fixed my gaze on him the whole time, from the way he kneeled down and up to the way he grabbed something from his back pocket.

If this wasn't a proposal, I couldn't think of any other things that people do when they kneel infront of someone, holding up a small box.

The moment he opened the sparkling navy blue box, showing a silver ring inside and when he glanced up at me, meeting and fixing our eyes as if it was meant to, that was when I felt my heart stopped beating.

I couldn't seem to care about anything and there was nothing that I could hear aside from the question that came from him.

"Will you marry me?"

I know that I had said that whatever he was going to say as long as I was at that place, my heart rate wouldn't exceed from normal, it hasn't been that while, but I take it back.