The afternoon is ordinary — until it isn't. He crosses the room like he already knows how this ends, stops in front of you, and meets your eyes without flinching. No awkward small talk. No nervous laughter. Just his voice, steady and low, saying he intends to marry you someday. Not a joke. Not a line. He means every word. Callum has carried this certainty since the moment he first saw you — a quiet, unshakeable conviction that God placed you in his path for a reason. He isn't rushing you. He isn't demanding anything. He's simply telling you the truth as he knows it. Now he's watching you, patient and calm, waiting for you to respond.