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"but James, we live in a pretentious society. if anything, it is only fate that I found you."

"Christine, I feel the same way. I never could've thought it'd be us. And now, look at what we are."

The wind breezes.

"There were these places, the people...and then I looked at you, and we talked. Something hit home about you, and I felt compelled to get to know you even more." Says James, Looking back at her gaze.

"You know, all that for a drink." Christene chuckles at the thought of James when she first met him. He was a lean guy, perhaps shy; and the way his eyes gleamed with joy when he smiled.

"Haha...I only knew it was you I looked for in everyone else, and the way you made me feel like no other." Says James, "...I knew then that I was done with the fillers and fakes. People across the room, and you were there, the one person that I knew i needed. Irresistibly beautiful."

Christene blushes, trying to hide her face away from his.

"Shall we get married?"


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