Not a clue.
None of which seem appropriate. You can express uncertainty in so many ways, whereas with certainty, there’s only yes or no.
No strikes me as harsh, but yes seems so final. If I say yes, my life will become so predictable I’m bored of it already. I’m too young to have the path to my grave paved. I don’t even want to think about my grave. I want to say no. I think. Not sure. I thought we were having fun; I wish he hadn’t asked.
‘Will you, Ally? Will you marry me?’