"Yvette?"
"Yes, Oli?"
"Will... will you marry me?"
As Oliver held out the ring he had bought her, Yvette felt like everything was moving in slow motion. Even the expression on Oliver's face of fear and hopefulness at the same time seemed to pause with the time. The ring moved slowly towards her and Yvette just stared dumbfounded.
"I... I..." she stammered.
Oliver started to get this dread feeling that he had made a terrible mistake. He had gone too far too soon and now she was going to totally reject him -
"Yes."
"Wh-what?"
"Yes, I... I'll marry you," there were tears starting to fall from Yvette's eyes. "Oh, Oli, I love you."
"I love you too."
And the two embraced.