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Syd 
That space in between Dallin asking Ellie to say she loved him and her actually saying it had Dallin worried. Did Ellie actually need to think about it?
Oh. Okay. She loved him and always would. He knew that, he just needed... reassurance. So now he was going to... finish this. Suddenly, his heart started beating frantically and he couldn't catch his breath. He looked away from Ellie's eyes again, to her hands, and dropped one of them. As he did so, he lowered himself so that he was kneeling on one knee, looking up at Ellie. "Always," he replied, smiling faintly as he slipped his free hand into his pocket. He grabbed the ring in his hand and held it tightly, resting his hand on his knee. His heart was beating almost painfully hard against his chest, and he couldn't swallow without feeling like he was going to choke. All of his confidence had been replaced with nerves, but he wouldn't chicken out now. He couldn't.
"We've talked about this for a while now, and I've wanted to wait until now. I wanted to make the moment special." Pausing, he looked down at his hand; it was still in a fist, the ring hidden from view. Taking a deep, shaky breath, Dallin met Ellie's eyes again. "I don't want to wait anymore. Ellie..." Slowly, Dallin opened his fist. Holding the ring between his index finger and thumb, he held it up for Ellie to see. "Please tell me that you'll make me the happiest man on Earth... and be my wife." All of Ellie's attempts to calm herself down and convince herself that Dallin wasn't about to propose were vanishing. Because this seemed like the real deal. And then...
Oh. Merlin's beard.
He was on his knee. Just one of them. ONE KNEE.
His hand was in his pocket and when he pulled it out... she couldn't see anything. But he was on his knee! Guys never did that unless they were proposing, right?!
They had talked about this... 'This' being marriage, right? They had talked about that. A lot. And he wanted to make the moment special. It was special. Right then, it was so special.
Ellie's eyes began to water now. Either Dallin was about to ask her to marry him, or he was about to bring out the biggest chocolate cake in the world. She would have been perfectly okay with both, but the proposal was her first choice. Of course.
And then Dallin held the ring in front of her. Ellie gasped and her free hand flew to her mouth. It was gorgeous! And shiny! And... Huge! The diamond was huge! How did he pay for that?! He must have been saving his money for... Oh. That must have been why he hadn't gotten her a Christmas present. How selfish she had been. Ellie suddenly felt bad.
BUT HE JUST PROPOSED.
Her mind was racing, her heart was pounding, her eyes were flooding, her knees were shaking and Ellie suddenly realized she had stopped breathing. That's what that horrible chest pain was. Suddenly, Ellie gasped for air and panted quickly.
Hyperventilating. She was hyperventilating. She couldn't get enough oxygen to clear her head. She needed to answer Dallin, but she couldn't even speak!
That would have to wait, apparently.