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The Price of Love
by AshleyTara

CHAPTER 24
Park

Theresa and Ethan held hands as they walked down the brick path in the park. Ethan wore a black suit and Theresa was clad in a gray dress and cardigan, an unusual color for her to be wearing. But there was a reason. She and Ethan had just left the church where Grace Bennet’s funeral had been held.

Ethan had spent every hour of the last two days by his mother’s side at the hospital. Theresa had gone to the mansion to pack some of Ethan’s things and then reserved a room for him at the Harmony Hilton as his mother had suggested, but he hadn’t even been there yet. She had been surprised when he had said he wanted to attend Grace Bennet’s funeral. She had told him that Sam would understand if he wasn’t there under the circumstances. But Ethan was persistent saying, "Sam has come to see how Mother was doing the last two days despite his problems and he’s been very supportive for me. Besides, I know my mother would be heartbroken if she knew about Grace’s accident. I owe it to her to go and I think it’s my duty to go in her place."

Theresa had been silently delighted that Ethan was so determined to do this. She was beginning to worry about him. He looked terrible and going to the funeral, as grim and sad as it would be, would at least get him out of the hospital for a few hours.

Theresa looked up at the sky. It was unseasonably warm for September. ‘How can the sun shine so bright on such a sad day,’ Theresa thought.

Ethan brought Theresa back to earth. "Theresa, can I talk to you," he was now leading her to the bench where they had once shared a beautiful kiss.

"Of course you can, I’ll always be here for you, Ethan."

"I know, and that’s what I want to talk to you about. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, I love. I feel like I’m flying whenever I’m with you. You make me laugh and accept me for who I am and make me feel comfortable enough to be myself. I can’t imagine a life without you. Would you consider honoring me with the pleasure of being my wife?"

Theresa was shaking, for first time in her life, too shocked to cry. Ethan was looking directly into her eyes and holding out a small velvet box that contained an engagement ring. "Ethan, I can’t think of a better way to spend my life."

"My thoughts exactly," Ethan replied as he smiled and slipped the ring on her finger.

"Ethan Crane, I recognize this ring," Theresa cried. "It’s the one I pointed out that day we were shopping on wharf." Theresa admired the princess cut diamond with the sapphire baguettes on either side that were set in a platinum band. "And I thought that was going to be the best day of my life."

"And they’re only going to get better," Ethan said as he pulled her in for a kiss.

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