"Yes, you got the notes. I wasn't myself when I wrote them. Though I did agree that they were for the better - at least when it came to my estate - but Ben was a shitty, groveling pile of human filth. I apologize for the way he wrote to you as if you were nothing more than an attempt at salvation for himself. There is nothing about you that he could truly fathom." He shook his head and waved his hand dismissively, "Enough about him. Things were as I left them, and I do hope you understand that while I haven't even been here a single day, that this is a year too late."
It was then that Sweeney hesitated again. He didn't know if he wanted to drop to one knee, sit beside her, simply stand there, or what. He blinked a couple times and then shuffled his feet in hesitation, before dropping down beside her on the couch, handing over the small ring box.
"It was here this whole time, waiting for me to ask you to be my wife. You are mine, Sadako."