Lieutenant Lina Cruise, callsign Maverick. Daughter of the fearless actor Tom Cruises ended up just as adventurous and fearless as her dad. She followed the footsteps of his beloved character, Pete Mitchell, into the Navy and ended up first in her c...
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milesteller: as every Friday should be spent❤️ tagged: linacruise
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user1: aww 🥰
user2: no but this is really cute 🥰
monicabarbaro: so this is why I'm not drinking vodka tonight
user3: haha someone is feeling left out😅❤️
user4: break up already
user5: aww they look so happy and in love❤️❤️
user6: bet the person who took the picture was uncomfortable 😳
user7: 😣
linacruise: as they should ❤️
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LINA'S POV
"You look very beautiful." Miles said and kissed my cheek as I looked myself in the mirror wearing a black maxi dress. I smiled a little and a stroke my arms gently.
"You can do this, I'll be there for you, whatever you need, babe." He said and I nodded. I turned around and looked at him in his black suit. He did look very handsome. I straightened his tie and he smiled softly.
"You got this." He said and I nodded. He kissed me softly and took my hand. I grabbed my purse from the kitchen counter and we walked out to the cab. He opened the door for me and I sat down. He sat down on the other side and we took off. I felt shaky, my hands were trembling and I didn't know how to control it. I started nibbling on my nail as I looked out the window. I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh and I looked over Miles who looked at me with raised eyebrows. He squeezed my thigh lightly and I looked back out of the window the entire ride.
The cab driver pulled up by the church and I felt frozen. I couldn't get out. "You can do this." Miles mumbled and I nodded. He got out of the cab and opened the door for me. He took my hand and helped me out. He stroke my back gently as I looked at the church.
"You okay?" He asked and I looked up at him.
"No." I said and he nodded. He intertwined our hands and we started walking up to the church. Mom was well loved by a lot of people. She had a lot of friends and a part of me now felt like it was a burden, the crowd was big. There were a lot of people who wanted to pay their respects. I felt like I was in a fog. I couldn't see clearly. I couldn't think clearly. I couldn't hear clearly. Everything felt like it was in a distance when they in fact were only a feet away from me. I could barely even hear Miles talk.
"Hey." I heard someone say in a low voice and I tried to focus my gaze to where the voice came from. I looked over to see my dad.
