"Silly Sierra, you're just too happy, everything looks beautiful to you, doesn't it?" Grandma Jennings's gaze fell on the spot where she was holding the flowers, and she smiled.
Sierra Summers cheerfully touched her ring and didn't bother to refute, because Grandma was right. Her mood was so good that everything looked pleasing to her right now.
After showering in the evening.
Sierra secretly went to Caleb Sterling's room. Today's events were too overwhelming, and she hadn't fully processed the words "Caleb proposed" yet; she was still deeply immersed in it.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
Sierra, with her hair loose and wearing pajamas, knocked on the door first.
"Come in."
Sierra opened the door and peeked in with her head.
Caleb was sitting on the bed, drying his hair, already wearing a ring that matched hers.
Sierra touched her own ring again, went inside, and closed the door.
"Let me dry your hair for you."
