And then my friend Precious says the words I have been longing to hear. Longing for years and years. Maybe ever since we were in Grade One sharing a desk together.
She says, “Jacob, will you marry me?”
The End
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And then my friend Precious says the words I have been longing to hear. Longing for years and years. Maybe ever since we were in Grade One sharing a desk together.
She says, “Jacob, will you marry me?”
The End
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