“Still here?” Emmett smiles, crouching in front of me. His fingers thread through my hair as he gathers it on top of my head, securing it in a knot before tipping my chin up, guiding my eyes to his. “Baby, where would I go? I am wherever you are, no matter what.” “In sickness and in health?” “Always.” I snort a laugh, letting my head roll back against the wall. “I don’t know if you’re joking when you say this stuff, or if you really believe—” “I’m going to marry you, Cara. I see my future as clear as day.” “Yeah? What’s it look like?” Emmett cups my cheek, resting his forehead against mine.
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