It was my final morning in the hospital. My leg was better (although I still limp a little) and Dr.Baxter was able to salvage my lips and make them look normal. As for the rest of my scars, still there! Hence the sweater hiding them all. Lyddia walked in:
Lyddia: What's with the sweater? Is it ugly sweater day somewhere?
I rolled my eyes. Lyddia wasn't a terrible person she just was fairly clueless about how much I hated my scars and wanted to hide them. Sensing my annoyance she cleared her throat. "The doctor wants to talk to you and Kale." I stopped packing and headed downstairs. I really hoped he didn't plan on keeping me here longer. At this point, I felt more like a prisoner than a patient.
Kale was already seated as I entered. He looked at my sweater and frowned. Kale really didn't like how I hid my scars all the time but said nothing. I knew he didn't mind my scars. I minded though. Dr. Baxter smiled and gave a long speech about perseverance, and teamwork, and how we had all gotten through this together. I really didn't mind Dr.Baxter, but was ready for the monologue to be over. We had waited months and months to get through this and we were ready to move on with our lives! He finally ended with, "I hope you all have a pleasant life, and think of this hospital with fondness." We nodded and stood. He added. "And, you are official discharged." I let out a shout before I realized it, then apologized. We were free and headed to a new city!
Kale had gone house hunting in the recent months, and opted for a home in Hidden Springs. Kyle and Lyddia would be staying with us until they got settled somewhere close. We didn't reach it until the early hours of the morning. Kyle whistled when we got out of the car. "Wow, Kale, could you buy a bigger one?"
Staring at the house I was in shock. I knew Kale was wealthy, but I guess once again I didn't realize the extent. Other than building Hologram back in our old town, he really hadn't spent alot of simoleons.
Kale looked at me nervously. He hadn't been sure if it was the right choice either. "Do you think its too big Holly? We can always buy a smaller one and sell this one." I smiled at him. I wasn't greedy, but I did like it. "Its perfect." I said firmly, much to his relief.
We walked into the entrance and I was again, struck by the size of the house...manor?...mansion? Kyle yawned loudly. Kale gave me instructions on where to find the master bedroom and then turned to Kyle and Lyddia. "I'll show you to your rooms."
Kale showed Kyle his room and Kyle looked around in shock. It was bigger than any apartment he had ever rented. Kyle looked at Kale. "You do realize we are just staying until we get established somewhere else?" Kale nodded. "Of course, but Kyle...we really don't mind how long you stay with us. I do feel better with someone here to keep an eye on Holly while I'm dealing with business or work."
Kale had shown Lyddia her room and was wondering if I had gotten lost or found the master bedroom.
If he only knew. I had found the bedroom, and was staring at the bed. Now, I don't know why it hadn't really struck me until now, but I knew we were about to get married. And have a wedding night. I swallowed. I wondered if Kale had changed his mind about waiting and felt true panic. I loved Kale, with all my heart, I did. But I was scared. Scared of being compared to past lovers (did he have past lovers? And how many?). Scared that I would do something wrong, or that he would laugh at me. All irrational fears, but fears none the less. AND what if nothing went wrong? What if it was absolutely romantic and....I let my thoughts trail off fantasizing.
Kale interrupted my thoughts, "Well, I see you found the master bedroom okay." I swallowed nodding, trying not to give him eye contact. I felt guilty for my thoughts.
Kale smiled down at me. "What? I know that look...what have you done now?" I smiled sheepishly. "Nothing." I let out a giggle, much to my dismay. Its like at the worst possibly moments I do the worst possible things. And usually it ends up embarrassing me in front of Kale. I felt my face grow red and Kale understood.
"Ah, so you are thinking about the bed?" He raised his eyebrow. I almost protested and realized that would be utterly useless. Kale knew when I was being truthful. Or not.
He smiled down at me. "Only a few more days, and we will be married." He looked at me in a mixture of dismay and resignation. "Alas, I will be sleeping on the couch down the hall if you need me. " Looking down at me he shook his head. "On second thought, don't need me. Not in here. My will power is strong, but you are too beautiful for your own good."
As Kale walked out I couldn't help staring after him. And sighed. And resigned myself to yet another night alone in a bed. We had waited years at this point. I really, REALLY wanted to be married.
The next night we went out to Kale's new exclusive lounge. He had named it Hologram as well, and he showed me around. It was smaller than the divebar in our town, but it had a more exclusive feel and look to it. Kale ordered us energy drinks and I watched his hand shake as he drank it. He was nervous. I wondered if the stress of Kanoa's trial had got to him (yes, he did tell me about it). Suddenly, he pulled me out to the dance floor, and I understood why.
"Holly Graham, will you marry me?" I felt beyond surprised. I knew we were going to get married soon, but I didn't really expect a real proposal.
Kale put the ring on my finger. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" I shrieked like any girl would. I also started tearing up. Call me emotional, but alot had happened to get us to this point and I was happy beyond belief. "Its so beautiful!" I squealed. Jumping up and down, and dancing around. I was very giddy at this point.
Kale kissed me passionately, and I felt butterflies. We were engaged. Engaged!
Kale smiled at me. "Your so beautiful." I smiled. I couldn't stop smiling. He could have called me a purple wombat and I would have kept smiling. We were about to be married. Married!
End of Part 13
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