“I came to you!” I shouted, oh so romantically, at him. “I came here for you, Wyatt! I came here to be with you!” The rain pounded down on the two of us, beading off the brim of his hat and falling onto my eyelashes. He was staring at me like I’d lost my mind. “I love you, and I want everything with you!” I screamed. “All of it, our whole lives, together-forever! I want to marry you and have kids with you! I want to grow grapes with you and stay up for a whole week to pick them! I want to listen to Jason run wild on Christmas morning, and I want to hide Easter eggs for him in the vineyards,
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