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“Are you still mine?” Cora doesn’t hesitate. She reaches for my hand, placing it above her heart. “It’s still beating,” she says. Her face lights up with a radiant smile that looks exactly like how her heartbeat feels. “As long as it’s beating, I’m yours.”
“You have that look in your eyes,” he whispers against my hair. My arms snake around his midsection, clinging tight. “What look?” “Like you’re falling in love with me all over again.”
It’s November 8th. Every year on this day we go to the ocean.
“Happy anniversary, Corabelle.” “Happy anniversary,” I whisper back, the tears already threatening to spill. I reach for my locket with my free hand, fisting the heart pendant between my fingers as my other hand clings to my husband. And on the count of three, we rush into the ocean, tears mixing with laughter, love swelling higher than the tide, and we jump into the water. Together.
