““Allie,” he said. “You told me once I had a white-knight complex. You said I saved you.” He was going to say I saved him. It was going to be so romantic. “But the truth is,” he said, “I didn’t save you—I stole you. I wanted you and I knew I didn’t deserve you, but I didn’t care. And for some reason it seems like you don’t either, so it seems to me that I should make it permanent before you come to your senses. Will you marry me?””
