"You?!" Brook Xavier vaguely guessed a bit, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke softly, "Memoria, have you... thought it through?"
"I've thought it through." Memoria's tone was calm yet firm, "Thank you very much!"
Brook Xavier took a deep breath and then nodded solemnly.
"It is my honor!"
"Thank you."
With a smile, Memoria apologized and turned to enter the Intensive Care Unit.
A Doctor and a nurse were standing by Johnny Miller's bedside, observing his condition. Upon seeing the group enter, they hesitated for a moment and quickly stepped aside.
Memoria approached with flowers and stopped at Johnny Miller's bedside.
Lowering her face to look at the pillow where the man still slept, she gently raised the corners of her mouth.
"Johnny, I know... I'm not good enough yet, but I will try harder from now on. Didn't you always say that once I returned to Bitterford, we would get married? Will you... marry me?"
"..."
