'To talk to you.' Haggard expression. Having dropped everything and called out of work to hop the next plane over here. Ivy's never been to the east coast, and trying to find him was worse than navigating blind. Happy that she'd been able to find him at all, and that he hasn't slammed the door in her face yet. She'd been thrown off by his proposal, even if it wasn't out of the blue. They were in love. But the woman had always been a little insecure about their relationship. Which was silly. Nine times out of ten when a celebrity married someone outside of Hollywood it worked better than anything else. It's her own fault. 'Landon that's not- you aren't a fool. I am.' That much she knows to be true. That man loved her and doted on her. Made her feel seen and adored and never stopped thanking her for keeping in alive. Even when it was the medicine that did that. 'I love you, I can't take back that I ruined that whole moment for you and us, but I do love you. More than anything, you know that. Deep down past the anger I know you know that. I was --I am scared. But even if I am--' She sighs. Still just standing in the threshold of the door because she doesn't think she's really allowed in there. Wouldn't blame him if he really did go shut the door in her face. 'I want to be with you. I want you. I'm sorry. I don't think sorry is enough but I'm gonna start there.' If she was outright honest, Landon was the only one she really could see herself marrying. @wynterhxney // here
