[Waiting for Lorna's answer is very nearly agony. There's a moment, when Lorna's just sort of blinking at her and staring, where Anna's worried that she's misread this, that Lorna's fine with them being together, but maybe she'd only want to marry a man...
But then she's nodding and Anna feels herself swept up in joy and relief, her stomach clenching as she realizes that she's saying yes That she didn't make the wrong decision She leans forward into Lorna's embrace with a wet laugh, tears forming in her own eyes now, and laughs in mingled disbelief and utter joy.]
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But then she's nodding and Anna feels herself swept up in joy and relief, her stomach clenching as she realizes that she's saying yes That she didn't make the wrong decision She leans forward into Lorna's embrace with a wet laugh, tears forming in her own eyes now, and laughs in mingled disbelief and utter joy.]
R-really? You'll really marry me?