Portia's P.O.V:
I woke up to the sound of the alarm, it was already six in the morning and I still feel sleepy. But we have to prepare early as we are going to have a flight back to Artymoind City later in the evening. We both agree to stroll around some tourist spots here in Holland. I get up from bed and look out the window. I have thoughts of what happened last night. It still feels like a dream. I look at the ring on my left ring finger. "I am really not dreaming about the proposal last night." I thought to myself.
I am really getting married to Levi. Butterflies on my stomach start to fly like crazy and it sends shivers down my spine. The feeling of excitement and nervousness is rushing through my veins, my blood is sending a blush to my cheeks as I thought of having a family with Levi. I can't believe this is happening too fast. My brain is overthinking of what-ifs and questions like: Am I really ready for this? Is he sure of me? What if Irene gets him from me?