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The cabin is filled with roses and a huge sign. WILL YOU MARRY ME? Oh no.
“You want to know why my fucking phone’s code has been changed? It’s because I was planning a weekend away to propose to the person who I thought was the love of my life. I’ve been talking to a diamond trader from Mexico to buy her dream fucking ring.” He throws a ring box at me from out of his pocket. “Now I find out that she wants to break up with me and that she doesn’t know me at all.”
“We have bigger fucking issues than a baby right now,” he screams. “You just ended it with me because you thought I was lying. You are the one who told me I was ready to settle down. You assured me that I could be that person, and like the Rebecca disciple I am, I believed you. I have done everything in my power to be the man that you deserve. And now I find out that everything you have said to me is a complete lie. You actually thought I was sleeping with other women? You’re supposed to be my best friend, and now I find out that you have no idea who I fucking even am?” He seemingly remembers
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“If marriage is just a piece of paper to you, then you really should go back to your husband, because that’s exactly what it was to him. And I deserve fucking better than this secondhand love that you’re dishing out.”
“I was happy. I was content. You’re still thinking about your ex-husband.” His eyes fill with tears. “I went through all the trouble to get a yellow diamond from Cancún. I’ve been working extra hours to help pay for it,” he whispers. “I wanted you to wear your dream ring.” He angrily wipes his eyes. “But it turns out, it was never your dream. It was only mine.”
“You let his love taint mine,”
“And I’ll never forgive you for it.”
“I’ve taken a job in New York.” “What?” My face falls. “What do you mean?” “Just what I said. I’ve taken a job in New York.” “Why?” “I don’t want to see you every day. I don’t want to look at you and know what I almost had. I don’t want to look at you and have my fucking heart broken again and again knowing that you still love him.”
“Because a life without you isn’t one that I want.” His eyes search mine.
“Will you make me lasagna?” he whispers. Oh . . . “For how long?” He smiles softly. “Forever sounds pretty good.”
“Get into the house before I smack your ass.”
“You see, the word falling indicates that it was an accident.” His eyes find mine. “I didn’t accidentally fall in love with Rebecca. I knew the sound of her heartbeat, craved the feel of her touch.” He gives me a slow, sexy smile. “I purposefully walked into love with open arms, an open heart, and a dream to make her mine.”
“I love you, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making you happy.” He raises his glass in the air. “To my Rebecca.” “To your Rebecca,” the crowd cheers.
