Can you read my love language?
-Queen Naija
Tamera, a cocky and rich girl, has everything she could possibly want. A house, a car, a dog, you know living the American dream as some would say, so why does she feel like something or someone is missin...
"You okay babe?" Tamera asked Khalil and he nodded with a sigh.
"I've killed many Mera. I guess I wasn't ready to kill him, he said sorry." Khalil rubbed his forehead.
"Your feelings are valid, Khalil. We don't always sleep peacefully knowing who we killed. It's gonna be okay," She told him and he nodded.
"I love you. You know that?" He asked and she nodded.
"I love you more than anything Mera. You always make me the happiest man in the world and I'm so grateful for that—you." Khalil said, then pulled a box out of his pocket, and got down on one knee in front of her, causing Tamera to cover her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
"I would say more but I want to save it for our vows. Tamera Jakayla Green...will you marry me and let me change your last name to Thomas?" He asked and she smiled through her tears.
"Yes. Yes of course I'll marry you Khalil. Oh my—" Tamera cut herself off.
"This belongs to you and at our wedding it's gonna be better then this. And you know I have Bronzè to thank for that." He said and she chuckled as he put the ring on her finger.
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"It's beautiful Khalil. I love it," She said and leaned down, cuffing her hands around his face, then kissing him.
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