"I don't love that many things... But I love you" she said as she escaped my embrace and got down from the car. Her feet were still hurting, and I could feel that.
Her braces were very loose, so she took them down, revealing her white shoulders. Just as I approached to grab her, she stopped me.
"Will you marry me?" she asked.
"Yes" I answered without hesitation.
"Then go ahead" and she let me kiss her shoulders.
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-Mary-
I've never had such a wonderful summer in my life, and things are getting better and better.
This story has reached the end, but not really.
Soon after we finished school for real, we got married. The time of our lives led me to the altar and all of my friends came to see me be a bride before many of them, and they all cried and were happy that I have found my soul mate.
My dress was simple, just like how my mother wanted. The wedding took place in a roses garden and the food was traditional Romanian, because we all agreed it was for the best.
We did enroll some college, but he wanted to become a music teacher, and I a professional writer. Years after that we still remember our story, which was apparently simple and some of my friends found it boring and enchanting at the same time. I couldn't think of a better way to make this happen.
Miranda caught the bouquet. She was very happy, why wouldn't she be? She soon after found the love of her life.
I became a best-seller of New York Times, my first goal was reached. Many others still had to come.
But this is definitely not the end. Something will come after this, so don't be sad that it has ended. Look forward to the future and many other things, open your eyes, and listen to the music of your life. Listen to what people have to say. Listen very well. Protect your loved ones. Don't build an ice castle around you, but still sing Let it go and simply let go of your burdening past. Remember only the happy memories. Be happy.
This was our melody, of Arthur & Mary.
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