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When the first whispered line, of “Hero” began to play, her heart and breath stopped completely. Agatha couldn’t believe the song was actually playing. It had to be all in her head, and she was going fucking nuts. The world didn’t stop for someone like her, but if it had, this was the best dream she had ever had.
Chris had already stepped close and was pulling her into his arms as the next line played, “Would you dance, if I asked you to dance?” His hands slid down to her hips and encircled her waist.
In a whisper, he asked as if she wasn’t already in his arms, “Will you dance with me, Agatha?”
Trying to control her emotions, she could only nod and slide her hands up his chest and encircled his neck. How could he still feel and smell the exact same as he when they were together? God, how she had missed him.
As the song continued, she wondered if he remembered the song that they danced to that night or if it had just been a good guess. A tear rolled down her cheek. She knew he remembered, just like she had. His arms slid across her back and pulled her closer to him. They had ceased dancing, now content to hold each other tight.
Quietly in her ear, he started singing the words to her, the words begging her to forgive him and to stay with him forever. Her heart melted as she pressed herself further into his warmth, wanting the moment to never end.
He stopped singing to say, “I love you, Agatha. Stay with me forever. I want to spend my life being your hero.”
His words were everything she had ever wanted to hear from him, but far more than she deserved after how she had treated him. She should’ve been apologizing to him and begging for his forgiveness; instead, he had made everything around them happen. For her. All to prove that he had changed, that he wanted her no matter who knew. But she needed to prove to him she had changed also.
“Chris,” she started but couldn’t say more through her tears.
He kissed a tear away. “I want to get down on one knee and propose, but I can’t let you go yet. I asked everyone in our class to come tonight so that they could all see me propose to you. So, they would all know I love you. I messed it up all those years ago, I don’t want to do that again.”
With his words, she remembered she was in the middle of a function as a waiter. Looking at the crowd, she saw semi-familiar faces watching them, but also all of her sisters and her mom. Then she caught sight of their husbands and Lucy and Harper, who had ventured out of the kitchen. She realized they had all been in on this.
Jonas walked up to them and handed her Poppy, who was wearing a little black dress with black tights to match her parent’s outfits. She instantly snuggled into their tight embrace, where she belonged. As a threesome, they didn’t dance through the rest of the song as it played. Chris sang to Agatha and Poppy the words of promise again.
“Will you marry me, Agatha Christie Lovely? Will you let me be your hero?” he asked when the song ended.
“Yes,” she whispered. Even though she spoke softly, Christ still heard, picking her up and kissing her as they turned in circles and the song started again. She thought that the crowd cheered but couldn’t be sure because Chris was kissing her, and that consumed all of her senses.
The kiss ended, and Chris called out, “I’m taking them home, Harper.”
“Car seat’s in your car!” Jonas yelled back as Chris carried her and Poppy from the room to cheers from more than just her family.
Even better, nobody was laughing at her. At them.
