Hello everyone! This chapter was hard to write, but here it is! According to Helen's youngest daughter by Henry Harland, Vera Morrison, Thomas' proposal didn't actually turn out as expected. I also have the date right as well!
I do not own Thomas Andrews or anyone related to him. I hope you enjoy, and please rate/review! =)
Chapter Six
Later That Evening
I am round Thomas' parents home, Ardara, now. We were having a lovely dinner. It was absolutely perfect. Thomas' brothers, John, James and William, just crack me up. Nina, Thomas' sister, was absent tonight. Once we had finished eating the succulent dinner, we retired to the lounge.
"Helen, please may I talk to you outside?" Thomas asked hopefully. I glanced out the window. The trees were swaying, and the sky was a pink-ish colour.
"Of course." I agreed. God, I was mad. I was only wearing an evening dress and a wrap! Stupid me.
Thomas led me outside, and onto the sheltered gazebo. In the distance, I could see the lough shimmering. Thomas seated me onto one of the wooden garden chairs. "What was it that you wanted to talk about?" I asked softly. He was visibly nervous about something.
"Helen, there is something…." He paused to take a deep breath. "There is something I have been to say… to ask you, for a long time now. I don't know if you feel the same way. But I love you."
"What?" I was stunned. I never knew that Thomas actually…. Actually loved me! What should I say? I love you too? But he spoke before I could decide on what to say.
"Helen, please understand. I love you more than life itself. I need you. Please… marry me."
My jaw dropped down in shock. I had prepared myself for this moment. Why wasn't I ready?
"I….I…." I stuttered. Instinctively, I shook my head when I was confused. But, God no! Thomas took this the wrong way.
"I understand." He kissed the top of my head, before going back towards the house. No! No, no, no, no, no! That wasn't the kiss I wanted! This wasn't the reaction I wanted! I've really messed things up now, haven't I?