a different area of my apartment. Instead of the couch, he was standing in the kitchen, aimed towards the refrigerator where Polly gathered food for what looked like a sandwich.
“So how would you feel if I asked her to marry me?” he asked, laughter just under his words.
“I would hate your guts!” Polly called in an outburst, slamming her deli meat down on the counter. “You’d be taking away my roommate!”
“Shut up, bitch!” a voice called from behind Derek, and I could tell immediately that it was Laura, and that was before she actually appeared in the shot, intentionally. She stood beside Polly and wrapped her arm around her shoulder.
She looked at the camera and smiled, as if she was some sort of politician. She had literally just called Polly a “bitch” a moment before; and now she was holding onto her, smiling.
“Derek is hot…and rich,” Laura continued, and I watched, amused, as Polly rolled her eyes.
“Oh. My. God!” Polly groaned. “Will you just go home already?!”
“Wait, so I have your blessing, Laura?” Derek asked, ignoring Polly’s hilarious frustration.
“Shit son, you have my blessing to marry me ,” Laura scoffed, making me giggle audibly.
I felt him smile as well, still clearly amused by their antics despite already knowing what happened.
And then all of a sudden, the scene shifted again, but it wasn’t my apartment. It was Derek’s, and standing in front of the screen was Jim and Abigail with thumbs up just before the camera moved and Derek pointed it at himself in selfie fashion. He smiled and said, “They approve!” as his smile widened completely.
“Oh,” he said again in front of the camera. “And so do these people….”
The video’s scene switched all over again, and in front of the camera was every single person at work. Some were holding signs, others were cheering, but they all looked to be there with their banners and smiles of approval just before the focus cut back to Derek once again.
“Well,” he said into the camera, “everyone seems to be in agreement…including me.” He breathed in and out deeply. “Now, look to your right.”
So I did.
And there he was, on one knee, with what looked like an old doorknob in his hands.
“Wh- What?” I stuttered, not really understanding what was happening. “What’s that?” I asked, stupidly. I had no idea what it was. Was that supposed to be a ring?
He laughed. “It’s a very old ring box.” He cleared his throat. “And this…” He opened the box. “This belonged to my great, great-grandmother….”
The ring was probably the most gorgeous thing I had ever laid eyes on.
It was white gold, with intricate designs all over the band and several diamonds littered throughout. In the center was one solitaire sapphire, deep and gorgeous blue.
“Is that a sapphire?!” I squealed.
“You don’t make this easy for a man, do you?” he laughed. “No, it’s actually a blue diamond.”
“So wait, I don’t get a new ring?” I giggled, but in reality I just didn’t know what to say.
I was so wrapped up in the video, that I didn’t even realize what was happening. I had it in my mind that he wouldn’t have actually asked the question in real life if he was asking it in a video—and it was asked at the very beginning.
Didn’t men usually pour all of their love into the video and then ask at the end?
I mean, sure, I had no idea what I really thought it was. Call me oblivious, but I really didn’t expect it to be real.
Derek Sholts! Derek-fucking-Sholts was down on one knee. For the love of God, who saw that coming? He looked at me, eyes glistening, just before repeating the question.
“Zoe,” he paused to take a deep breath. “Will you marry me?
I blinked rapidly, still not believing or even understanding what was happening. Marry Derek? Become Zoe Sholts?
I could barely wrap my head around the notion, much less believe it was actually happening. I was in love with
“So how would you feel if I asked her to marry me?” he asked, laughter just under his words.
“I would hate your guts!” Polly called in an outburst, slamming her deli meat down on the counter. “You’d be taking away my roommate!”
“Shut up, bitch!” a voice called from behind Derek, and I could tell immediately that it was Laura, and that was before she actually appeared in the shot, intentionally. She stood beside Polly and wrapped her arm around her shoulder.
She looked at the camera and smiled, as if she was some sort of politician. She had literally just called Polly a “bitch” a moment before; and now she was holding onto her, smiling.
“Derek is hot…and rich,” Laura continued, and I watched, amused, as Polly rolled her eyes.
“Oh. My. God!” Polly groaned. “Will you just go home already?!”
“Wait, so I have your blessing, Laura?” Derek asked, ignoring Polly’s hilarious frustration.
“Shit son, you have my blessing to marry me ,” Laura scoffed, making me giggle audibly.
I felt him smile as well, still clearly amused by their antics despite already knowing what happened.
And then all of a sudden, the scene shifted again, but it wasn’t my apartment. It was Derek’s, and standing in front of the screen was Jim and Abigail with thumbs up just before the camera moved and Derek pointed it at himself in selfie fashion. He smiled and said, “They approve!” as his smile widened completely.
“Oh,” he said again in front of the camera. “And so do these people….”
The video’s scene switched all over again, and in front of the camera was every single person at work. Some were holding signs, others were cheering, but they all looked to be there with their banners and smiles of approval just before the focus cut back to Derek once again.
“Well,” he said into the camera, “everyone seems to be in agreement…including me.” He breathed in and out deeply. “Now, look to your right.”
So I did.
And there he was, on one knee, with what looked like an old doorknob in his hands.
“Wh- What?” I stuttered, not really understanding what was happening. “What’s that?” I asked, stupidly. I had no idea what it was. Was that supposed to be a ring?
He laughed. “It’s a very old ring box.” He cleared his throat. “And this…” He opened the box. “This belonged to my great, great-grandmother….”
The ring was probably the most gorgeous thing I had ever laid eyes on.
It was white gold, with intricate designs all over the band and several diamonds littered throughout. In the center was one solitaire sapphire, deep and gorgeous blue.
“Is that a sapphire?!” I squealed.
“You don’t make this easy for a man, do you?” he laughed. “No, it’s actually a blue diamond.”
“So wait, I don’t get a new ring?” I giggled, but in reality I just didn’t know what to say.
I was so wrapped up in the video, that I didn’t even realize what was happening. I had it in my mind that he wouldn’t have actually asked the question in real life if he was asking it in a video—and it was asked at the very beginning.
Didn’t men usually pour all of their love into the video and then ask at the end?
I mean, sure, I had no idea what I really thought it was. Call me oblivious, but I really didn’t expect it to be real.
Derek Sholts! Derek-fucking-Sholts was down on one knee. For the love of God, who saw that coming? He looked at me, eyes glistening, just before repeating the question.
“Zoe,” he paused to take a deep breath. “Will you marry me?
I blinked rapidly, still not believing or even understanding what was happening. Marry Derek? Become Zoe Sholts?
I could barely wrap my head around the notion, much less believe it was actually happening. I was in love with
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