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Gilbert's Pov "What about this one?" I asked while trying on the 6th shirt. "It looks like a white shirt. Same as every other white shirt you've tried on." Bash answered with a bored look on his face. "This one requires cufflinks. Which I don't have since Elijah made off with my father's." "Boy, I could knit you a shirt in the time it's taking you to decide." He said while fidgeting with the knitting needles. "This white shirt is the key to making a good first impression with Winifred's parents." I replied, exhaling. "So does all this fuss here mean you've settled on Winnie?" He commented, raising an eyebrow. "Oh... no. She's easy to be with. I mean, I'm fond of her." "Fond enough to marry her? I mean, you're sure fond of me; does that mean you want to marry me?" "I'm not thinking that far ahead." I responded"All I'm saying is Mary and I went for a couple walks, and the next thing I knew, I was drunk in a laundry basket, proposing. "Winnie doesn't have those kinds of expectations." I assured him, but at the same time I started to doubt my own words. "I don't know how you white folks do it, but once parents get involved, she's thinking about marriage."
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"Hi there. Is Matthew home? I was hoping to borrow a pair of cufflinks." I announced as I greeted Anne and Marilla. "Gilbert needs cufflinks!" Anne screamed as she ran away.
"Cufflinks, eh?" Matthew asked, looking at me, as we went to a different room "Special occasion?" "Oh, I-. No, not really." Was it really a special occasion or not? I couldn't even think of an answer myself.
Lizzie's Pov
"He needed what? cufflinks?" I asked Anne as she breathed very fast. "Yeah, he didn't say why, but I came here running, hoping you'd be here" she explained. "Maybe it was an excuse, to see if you were there, Lizzy." Diana noted "Pfft no, why would he want to see me? Maybe he's found another and is going to marry her and meet her parents? Oh my gosh," I queried, "When we danced, he was gazing at me like... I- I don't know" "Lizzy, I'm going to ask you a question." Diana started, "Don't be vexed, and do answer earnestly. Do you still love Gilbert?" I just kept looking at her. Do I love him? maybe I don't. Love is undeniably a difficult thing. "Whether I still love him, perhaps I don't; perhaps it's too late and he fell in love with someone else; perhaps this is why he needs cufflinks; Am I too late or unworthy for him? Girls, I don't know anymore." "Well, that's a lie; you're definitely more than good enough for him, and we all can see that he still loves you. I don't know why he did what he did and what his reason was, but he still wants you, as do you. So don't even think of giving up, okay?" Anne assured me "I love you guys so much" I confessed. "We love you too, believe me, so enough getting emotional, let's go and pick up a gorgeous dress for you to wear at the Fair" Diana said, and we got up and went to my house.
