This is a woman in pure shock. She’s amazed and surprised but, more than anything, overwhelmed by what he’s just told her. The words, his words, are only just sinking in and she’s still in such awe of what he’s doing, that she doesn’t move. She doesn’t talk, doesn’t budge an inch, instead she just stares right at him and lets out a gasp in utter disbelief. This is her best friend, one of the most important people in her life, stood before her, declaring his love for her and asking her to do the same, despite the consequences. And even though she feels the same, and always has, and wants to be with him just as much as he wants her, she can’t reply. She finds it difficult to speak in that moment, in that unbelievable yet torturous moment, because she’s afraid. She’s terrified because she has spent so much time over the last few months preparing to marry someone else, and moving on, and getting over him, and ignorning her love for him because she believed it was unrequited. But now, now that she knows it isn’t, and he feels the same as she does about him, and that he loves her just as unconditionally as she loves him, she’s scared. She doesn’t talk, for fear that she may say the wrong thing and hurt the wrong person. She doesn’t look at anybody else, her eyes never once glancing upon her awaiting fiancé, keeping her gaze focused entirely on the frightened man in front of her, his heart pounding just as rapidly as her own. Because, right now, nothing else matters; it’s just them. Me and you, as they always said. And even if there are a hundred people glued to their seats and waiting for her to turn him down or run away, she can’t find it in herself to do anything but stand there and hope for the best. Her words are lost, and she feels like she may potentially faint, but his piercing and frozen eyes, and his nervous stance, and his inevitable love for her are the only things keeping her together, and she wants nothing more than to return the words, and the emotion, and the love for him. Because, he’s right; she does. She wants him, and she needs him, and she loves him, too. She always has.