From Best Friend To Fiancé

: Trip To

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verything?" He asked as he s

dress that my sister says is 'too good for m

ay. I can't believe she said a

She's said much

an started his sleek, black Aston Martin. His

wickedly.

ay from the curb. "Remind me

a wedding gi

at. I'm never getting marr

Then boom, suddenly they're happily mar

ute picture. B

ive years and this is the first t

hy

ok at me, do I look like the type of guy that fits into

s to his Adam's apple down to his ivory colou

don't think so. I li

ge, why are you going

road. "Who knows? Maybe it's the spirit of adventure. Mayb

ied? I know I do want to settle down some day

thirty, Savann

ents thirty-year olds from saying it." I argued. "Besides,

ig up dead b

m still gonna get that story o

love." Rom

GPS announced: "Continue o

head tilted. "O

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lly in my seat, pu

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that playl

wanting to give it up. At one point, I climbed halfway i

you, Blackwo

na get us p

ave up, breathl

e phone back

your heartbr

right

bout betrayal and exes. We li

y, "Do you think t

't answer

're not careful... we might

d at eac

st into

t got me."

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ke it always did with Roman-effortless, familiar, full o

New Hope' sign. "There's still time to turn around. Fake a car fire

n for this," he said. "I'm

se this is a

hat unreadable look again... the one that m

ce, Sav," he said finally. "

re not gonna kno

Hope, my stomach dropped. The

window to place

I used

and more weaponized by nostalgia and memo

he gravel driveway of my childh

pull this off

ched over to place his

e. I just got sucke

se. Me, with a glum expre

ure we're at th

ped.

estled at the end of a win

, with ivy creeping along the edg

mber-lit windows that still glow like honey at dusk, spilling golden light across the manicured hedges that flank the front entrance w

bush with pink petals against the stone like a blush t

quite bigger th

etired federal judge." I ran my sw

u're supposed to let me know t

d into the gravel drivewa

e was already waiting

es. My cousin, Lizzie, from Florida. My l

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