POV: VIVIAN
Marcus proposes on a Sunday afternoon, which is the day he chose for the specific reason that Sunday afternoons are the hours he associates with things that are real rather than performed, which is something he told me in our third conversation, and I've filed it in the category of things I find disarming about him, which is a long and growing category.
We are at his apartment. Not a restaurant, not an event, not a public location with photographers who have been tipped off. His apartment, which I've been in enough times to know the quality of it, the specific warmth of a space inhabited by someone who has thought about what they want to be surrounded by and has chosen accordingly, books and natural light and the specific absence of anything that exists purely for display.
