I take a deeper, stronger breath. “Mr. Moretti, will you spend the rest of your life with me?” His mouth breaks apart. He looks stunned. “I’m asking you to marry me,” I clarify. He smiles. Ladies and gentlemen, a full-blown smile that overtakes his face. My lips pull to extraordinary heights. Happiness swelling between us. “I know what that was.” He places me gently on my bare feet. Fountain still rushing beside us. I don’t understand what he’s doing until he drops down to one knee. And he unpockets a paperclip, twisting the metal between his fingers into a little ring, and I laugh, tears
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