The Long Game

KELLAN'S POV

The small diamond ring sparkled immediately beneath the bright afternoon light filtering through the windshield.

“I had this custom made for you months ago,” I said quietly, my voice thick with emotion. “It was always you. It was always going to be you.”

Piper stared at the ring silently, her chest heaving as her breathing hitched.

“And I’ll wait,” I continued softly, closing the box