“Marry me.” He echoes confidently. “I want thousands of days with you. Days like today, where you make me watch trash TV or listen to Taylor Swift until my brain bleeds.” His lips twitch up. “But it’s worth it, because I get to be with you, to see that softer side of you where you’re all curled up under the covers eating ice cream. The side so few do.” He reaches down and grabs my hand, twining our fingers together. “I want to spend the rest of my life peeling back your layers, getting to know every facet until I know what you’re thinking before you do. I may not have the answers for
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