When Serena divorced Edward, she swore to herself that she’d never get married again. And over the years she firmly stood by her decision - not that she didn’t have offers. Relationships? Fine. Being legally tied to another person? Never again.
It is almost hilarious how fast her convictions fly out of the window after she and Bernie finally get their act together. Her little ‘wait for me’ speech is talk of the hospital for days and Ric won’t stop teasing her about how it has basically been a proposal (”I must know, I’ve been married six times”). Serena scoffs at that but over the following weeks she can’t stop thinking about marrying Bernie. And she finds she rather likes the idea. So she draws up endless possibilities on how to propose and then starts planning.
However, things rarely go to plan and so it is on a random Thursday that she finds herself in an aisle in Waitrose blurting out “Marry me!” when her partner has that adorable frown on her face because she can’t decide whether she wants to buy Jammie Dodgers or Jaffa Cakes. Bernie almost drops the biscuits in question, blinks at her and stutters “really?”
Serena raises her right eyebrow and tries to sound casual, but her own ”really” comes out much shakier than she’d like to admit. She can barely prepare for the impact of Bernie’s bonecrushing hug, accompanied by exclamations of “yes, yes, yes, yes, yes” and a passionate kiss, onlookers be damned.
(Later that day Jason will frown and say that proposals aren’t supposed to happen that way. Cameron just smirks and congratulates Serena on catching his mother unawares.)