"They are left alone and they are still kissing," said she with laughter in her voice. In her arms was a big bouquet of lilies, Charlie's mother favourite flowers. Behind came Lorenzo with the wine. The assembly spend a happy evening together with wine and memories. After Claire and Lorenzo have retired and gone back home, Sophie and Charlie spent their evening dreaming. The nurses have prepared a provisory bed for Sophie to use during Charlie's days at the hospital. She contented herself with anything if that meant to stay with Charlie. She couldn't understand how she fell in love with Victor and if it ever was love at all. Victor was selfish, self-important, and sour.
"Is there anything wrong, love?" Asked Charlie
"No. I was just thinking of Victor"
"How come you were thinking of him?"
"I thought that he was everything you were not. He was just thinking of his damn restaurant all the time. He couldn't see me properly". Her mouth was curved angrily and her eyes full of sorrow. Charlie raised his hands to her lips to erase this unhappy mouth. She responded by taking his hand and putting it on her cheek.
"Darling, you don't have to think about him anymore"
"But I need to. You see, I thought I was in love with him. We met in an Italian restaurant, of all places. I got spaghetti when I should have been served salad and he got my meal. We started talking about food, culture and three months he proposed to me. I agreed and he told me he was going to open his own restaurant. I was excited and told him I didn't need a ring since he should spend the money on the restaurant. I proposed a break so the restaurant could manage itself and plus he needed to contact the delivers. You know the rest of the story." Sophie smiled at him.
"I am going to get you a ring. Whatever ring you want, we can make one right now." He took a lily from the vase and removed the flower so only the rest was left. He rolled it as to make a ring and put on Sophie's finger. "That is better." He looked at Sophie in the eyes. "Sophie, you are the only woman that can make me happy, except granny of course, I love you with all my beating heart. Do you want to marry me?"
Sophie didn't have to wait very long before she knew what to answer. "Yes! YES! Oh I love you Charlie Wyman." She laughed happily and rose to put a tender kiss on his lips.
"Then it is settled. Come with me to London and I going to tell everybody on Piccadilly Circus that you are mine."