When my eyes opened it was still a little dark outside. I looked at the clock on my nightstand and it said it was 5:30 am. I sighed as I wasn't tired anymore and decided to take a bath. I got ready in my normal clothes. Every morning they seem to be washed and I didn't question it. Ever since the day the guards nearly killed me with the knife these clothes were all I wanted to wear. I walked out and there was nobody in the halls. Everything was quiet. It felt strange being up this early. I went to the gardens and saw Maxon sitting on our bench. What was he doing up this early out here? I took a few steps closer. "Maxon?" He looked over at me and I couldn't read his expression. "Yesterday, when I kissed you, you didn't seem happy.." I was confused about this. He couldn't tell how happy I was? "Maxon, after that, I was just shocked. I thought you didn't love me. I felt like the happiest girl on earth. I'm sorry if it seemed like the opposite." He looked over and I was right next to the bench. He patted on the part next to him and I sat down. It was now 6:45 as I had gotten side tracked while roaming the halls. Then I remembered about what I did. I could see Maxon was still upset. I leaned over slightly and put my hand on his that was on his leg.
Maxons POV:
I felt America's hand to onto mine so I decided to look down. Then I saw her glove wasn't on this hand and the only thing there was a piece of jewelry. It was a ring. The ring he gave her when he asked her to marry him. "How did you get that? I thought my father took it from you." I wondered out loud. "I woke up at 5:30 so I decided to roam the halls. I just happened to stumbled upon it. Then we pulled together and kissed. I have never stopped loving America. I still do and always will.