Michael and I booked a reservation for a private dinner night in an exquisite restaurant.
It was our two years anniversary which I fully anticipated.
I was already at our reserved table waiting for him, he was late and that was unlike him.
"What's keeping him?" I thought as I rummaged through my purse in an attempt to bring my phone.
I frantically dialled his number, silently praying that he wouldn't stand me up.
A smile crossed my face as I looked up and saw him making an entrance into the restaurant.
"I thought you stood me up" I said releasing a sigh of relief,as he walked up to me.
"I'm sorry babe, something came up, but the bottom line is that I'm here with you" he apologized.
He gifted me a bouquet of roses as he pecked my cheeks.
"You look beguiling" he complimented me, I couldn't resist a blush that crept across my face.
"You aren't looking bad either" I reciprocated his compliment
The dinner table was magnificent, beautifully decorated with roses and tulips, and a bottle of red wine.
And the food?, It was amazing;mouth-watering.
Shortly into the dinner, I felt a buzz in my purse. It was my phone ringing which I excused myself to take.
After the phone call,I quickly dashed into the room, there I saw Michael on his knees, holding a ring as he mouthed the words I longed to hear "Cuty, will you marry me?"
I was transfixed, and shocked not because Michael just proposed to me..
......but because I just received a shocker of my life during the phone call, Michael lost his life in a fatal accident on his way to the restaurant.
Just then, he disappear right in front of my face.
