We're on these sand dunes, beautiful white, the sun is just rising. Do you follow me? And I'm about to ask her to marry me. But Sarah, stubborn girl that she is, doesn't want to listen to me.
It's really beautiful. Can we go?
I mean look, it wasn't just Sarah wanting to leave. It was also me not knowing if she was the one I wanted to marry. I mean I had a lot of questions.
We've been on the road all day. I really, really, need a bath. I'm disgusting. Please.
Am I the right person for her? Is this forever? Do I even believe in marriage? Was I strong enough to stay married? I mean I felt a lot of anxiety inside.
Let's go to the hotel.
On top of the sand dunes while the clouds were covering the sun and she was wanting to go and I just froze, all these uncertainties.