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” he said softly, “I would be the luckiest man in the world if you would truly become my wife. Not in name only, but for real. Will you marry me, this time with your whole heart?”
I felt the room shift around me. My mind raced with a hundred different questions. The flowers. The tuxedo. The candles. The ring.
“Stan,” I said carefully, “where did you continue reading …
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