"Will you follow me?"

"It's not the first time you've asked, you know the answer."

"I don't need an answer, I want a promise."

"I would follow you, even to hell if you wish, I promise."

"If I ever reach hell, I don't want you to follow me."

"A promise is a promise, I would keep every promise that I had with you."

"Then I want you to promise me that you would be my side forever."

"I would-"

Roy shifted himself to her side and slid an engagement ring onto her finger. It was a silver band with a few diamonds lining its surface, it was simple yet elegant. Riza's face was now a shade of red.

"You said you would be by my side forever, you promised," he bent down and sealed the promise with a passionate kiss.

"Damn you Roy, I wanted my days being single to last longer," she whispered, breaking the kiss.

"Who was the one that said that she would keep every promise with me?" He teased, both not realising the large audience outside the hospital ward eavesdropping on their conversation.