“The truth is, Yrsa Venesa Andersen, my soul knew you were its other half the moment I laid eyes on you. You have changed me. Irrevocably. I don’t want you in a different life. I need you in this one and all the ones we’ll have after.” Emotion clogs my throat and I clear it. “So marry me.” She laughs, a hand coming up to cover her mouth, tears dripping down her apple-shaped cheeks and off her chin. “Is that a question?” “Not really.” I shrug. “Let me make new memories with you every single day, piccola sirena. Do me the honor of allowing me to be your husband, and I’ll love you so goddamn
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