There are a few things a girl just really doesn't want to hear when they've convinced themselves their boyfriend of several years is finally going to propose.
Safe to say, 'I'll never want to get married' is at the tip-top of the list.
It took a moment for the words to sink in, but as they did, her smile fell with them. She could hear her heart hammering in her ears, but that sound was soon replaced with a ringing, hollow and empty as she felt her fingers curling into her napkin in search of some form of restraint.
The silence was painful, tense, awful, as she sat and stared at him. Or perhaps at was an inaccurate term. Mia was staring straight through him as the seconds ticked by.
When she finally spoke again, she hadn't relaxed- her body was still rigid, though the familiar signs of rage Tino was no doubt looking for had yet to settle. "You... did all this... a nice dinner... kids out..." Her voice cracked a little as she finished the sentence, "For this? To tell me this?"