5 years later
The wedding was a small and intimate event, held in the backyard of the townhouse, without the press in attendance, only family and close friends. After the ceremony, the newlyweds left for their honeymoon and the guests disappeared soon after.
Andy sighed and snuggled close to Miranda, resting her head on the older woman's chest. "It was a beautiful ceremony."
"Indeed. And our girls were stunning. I'm so proud of them." Miranda said, resting her head gently on top of Andy's.
"They are young and happy. Sometimes it happens you know...Sometimes first love blooms into something deeper and more meaningful, that lasts forever. They were lucky to find each other early in their lives."
Miranda pulled back slightly and looked down at Andy. The brunette seemed so deep in thought and sadness ghosted her face.
"Do you regret it?" asked the editor.
"That we never got married?"
"Well...you never proposed."
"Me. Why me?" Miranda furrowed her eyebrows and tilted her head questioningly.
"According to the press, you were…are my sugar mamma…You should have proposed to me." came the cheeky response, that made Miranda laugh out loud.
"I should have...shouldn't I?" There was a moment of silence. "Would you have said yes?"
"You really have to ask?"
Miranda just shrugged.
Andy reached out and gently brushed the editor's hair from her forehead. Pressing a lingering kiss on her lips she whispered. "Miranda. Our relationship is rock solid. You love and respect me, I feel safe with you. I never doubted that your priority now is our family...us…Do I think that a piece of paper would add to our relationship? No. Would I like to be your wife anyway? Yes. Unlike you, I have never been married before but I understand your concerns. You had unpleasant experiences."
"You don't understand Andrea. My concern is not because of my bad experiences. I was worried that seeing all my failed marriages, you wouldn't want to tie the knot with me. I knew from the very beginning that a marriage with you would have been different. I knew that it would have meant forever."
Miranda stood, walked to her desk, and searched for something in the drawer. When she turned to face Andy there was a small black velvet box in her hand.
"Well then...I should have been braver...I suppose."
Gracefully she got down on her knees next to the couch and held the box out for Andy to take.
Andy opened the box and eyed the content for a brief second, when she looked up her eyes were full of tears.
"Oh my god. When…How?"
"The day Amanda was released from the hospital."
"Yes. Five years ago." Miranda took the ring out of the box and put it on Andy's finger. She softly kissed the brunette's knuckles and added dryly. "It's a good thing that Cartier never goes out of use..."