He still can't believe she goes along with whatever he asks of her, because he knows he can be a difficult man and he tries to make up for it, but sometimes, it just doesn't work. He leans in to kiss her softly, sinking down to his knees. "Jaqueline," he starts, with a serious look as he stares up at her, shifting onto a single knee as if to do this perfectly. "You're the only person I could ever imagine being with. You're the only person who understands me and makes up my other half."

"I couldn't live without that and you're the only one I'd ever want to marry."

It's the most he's ever said, he thinks, and he'd been preparing for it since the jewellery store. He digs out the little sapphire ring, flanked by stones that make it look like a flower. "Marry me."