On their last day, suitcases packed and ready to take the plane later in the day, they went early to the famous architectural wonder, trying to avoid the crowd. They climbed up the hill and when they finally reached their destination the view took their breath away.
“No picture could ever do justice to this…” Donna admitted, her eyes contemplating the view. “The Parthenon is perfect…even in a ruinous state.”
“Yes. It isn’t perfect, but it is. It plays with lights and fools the human eye to lead us to believe it’s perfect.” Harvey’s hand reached for hers and he intertwined his fingers around hers, squeezing it. She shooted him a smile. “Since when are you interested in all that stuff?”
He tilted his head and sighed, his mouth curling into a smile that reached his eyes. “I read a few things. Sometimes things seems perfect but they are not. For a while, I fooled myself into believing my life was perfect and I had everything, but I didn’t. It may seemed that way but…Now I know what was missing.”
It was still hard to believe he finally had acted on his feelings, so whenever he opened up to her like this, she felt like crying. “What matters is where we are now, Harvey.” She slightly turned her back to him, trying to hide her tears. She didn’t want him to see how emotional his words made her, afraid he might stopped his healing.
“…Donna. Remember when I told you I can’t be me without you?” Something shifted in the tone of his voice but she didn’t dare turning around. She didn’t even considered it was possibility even though there was a big highlighted sign pointing right to it. Her eyes were still glued on the Parthenon. He continued: “Now I know what it means. I can’t spend the rest of my life without…”
Her heart suddenly started beating faster as she quickly turned around to see him getting down on one knee as he pulled out a velvet box from his jacket.
“OH MY GOD!” she screamed putting her hands over her mouth, her whole body shaking from emotions. “No! Harvey…I can’t believe this!”
“Are you saying…no?” he asked carefully, the still unopened box shaking in his hands as he tried not to panic. He didn’t even consider a refusal like a probable thing. Or maybe he did, but only for a fraction of second when he put the golden velvet box in his pocket this morning, but he dismissed it, thinking that if that would happen, they would be a cliff nearby to jump off and end his misery.
“Ho No! Harvey! No! I mean…” she blurted out behind her hands, realizing right there that she had never been such a mess in her entire life. Her who always had everything under control. “What I meant is…I can’t believe it! Please go on!”
“I…Donna…” He shook his head and closed his eyes, pretty sure he was about to have a panic attack. He looked straight at her, opened the box and he saw her lips quivering as tears fell down her face.
He had a text he was supposed to follow. A really brilliant speech he spent days writing and there he was unable to utter a single word to the most beautiful woman in the world who wasn’t even looking at the ring. She was looking at him.
“Donna…” She saw him cry only once before and now she could see his eyes filling up with tears as he nervously licked his dry lips. “Donna, please say yes. I’m sorry for all the mistakes I’ve made in the past but I’m done, I know what I want…You. Please Donna?” He knew he probably didn’t deserve her. He knew he’d been a jerk. He knew she…” His thoughts were stopped by salty wet kisses on his cheeks, her arms around his neck, his arms immediately locking around her body, making sure not to drop the precious little box.
“Is that a…?” he started nervously.
“Yes. A thousand times yes Harvey.”
They kissed and then he looked at her and rolled his red eyes.
“Okay I almost made you panic, didn’t I?” she asked.
He just nodded and re-opened the box, showing her the ring.
“Are you interested in seeing it or…?” He closed the box again in a loud teasing snap, and she responded by giving him her hand, extending her fingers. He re-opened the box, delicately took her hand and slipped the beautiful diamond ring on her ring finger. She was, once again, speechless.
“That’s the one you wanted, right?” he asked, his hands around her hand.
“Rachel?” she managed to say.
“Yep. She told me which one.”
“But how…?”
“…it fits?” he chuckled. “Donna, who leaves their dress size, shoe size, preferred color of handbags, bracelet size, and ring size on a post-it on my desk except YOU?”
“Geez. So I want you to get better at gifting and for me to stop buying my own gifts. What’s wrong with that?”
He hugged her. “Nothing. Everything is perfect…”
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