[ WP ] One person , an immortal , reveals to their current lover of their eternal life . Write from the mortal lover 's perspective .

`` No.'' 
 
 I froze with disbelief. I had planned out everything perfectly. The dinner overlooking the ocean, the drive back along the coast, the seemingly improvised walk along the beach, and her finding the box Rick had placed their earlier this evening. Yet she said no like none of it had mattered. The look of shock must have been evident on my face. 
 
 `` Alex, you have to understand this has nothing to do with you. And this is one of the nicest proposals I've ever received. But I wo n't make a promise I ca n't keep.'' 
 
 My ears seemed like they were on a sensory delay. Everything she said was n't registering until about 5 seconds later. She had already turned around before I got up from my knee. 
 
 `` What do you mean proposals? How many times have you been proposed to?'' 
 
 It was now occurring to that she had never said anything about her past relationships. It never seemed to come up, but a girl with her looks had to have some ex-boyfriends. I felt like an idiot. This is the woman I'm willing to commit the rest of my life to, and there is still so much I do n't know about her. 
 
 She looked at me with her vivid green eyes, as if contemplating something far bigger than the proposal we had been discussing just moments ago. 
 
 `` Alex, there is something I need to tell you about myself.'' And she told me. It was so ridiculous that I could n't help but roll my eyes. 
 
 `` Really? Immortal?'' I asked incredulously. 
 
 `` Yes. I know you do n't believe me, nobody ever does.'' 
 
 `` Well come on, what do you expect? Why would I bel-'' 
 
 She put her finger to my lips, silencing me. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her swiss army knife. A Christmas gift from her mother she had said. Lazily, almost with an expression of exasperation, she pulled out the blade and sliced open her other arm. The gaping wound flashed red for a moment before it sealed itself, almost like a zipper. My face must have betrayed my sense of both terror and wonder. She grinned. 
 
 `` That look never gets old. Do you believe me now?'' 
 

