everythingdakotajohnson:— Chapter Twenty-Two— “Come.” Christian takes my hand and leads me up the wo
everythingdakotajohnson:— Chapter Twenty-Two— “Come.” Christian takes my hand and leads me up the wooden stairs. Opening the door at the top, he steps aside to let me in.My mouth drops to the floor. The attic is unrecognizable. The room is filled with flowers…there are flowers everywhere. Someone has created a magical bower of beautiful wild meadow flowers mixed with glowing fairy lights and miniature lanterns that glow soft and pale round the room.My face whips round to meet his, and he’s gazing at me, his expression unreadable. He shrugs. “You wanted hearts and flowers,” he murmurs.I blink at him, not quite believing what I’m seeing.“You have my heart.” And he waves toward the room. “And here are the flowers,” I whisper, completing his sentence.“Anastasia Steele. I love you. I want to love, cherish, and protect you for the rest of my life. Be mine. Always. Share my life with me. Marry me.” -- source link