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“And no pressure, but if you say no, I’m probably going to take off swimming. Find a nice island to live on, grow a beard.”

“Yes,” she says, and it sets my soul on fire.

I stand and frame her face with my hands as I kiss her.

“Say it again.”

“Yes, I’ll marry you, Nathan Payne, or we can swim out to that island together. Me and you. Forever.”

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THE END

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