I sat next to Dean looking across at the elderly couple sat beside us in the restaurant. Just like us they were holding hands across the table, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. "I hope we have a love like they do in the future." Dean smiled looking over at me.
"Me too love." I couldn't help but be in awe of how in love the two of them were, and how of all the people on the planet they had picked each other to spend their life with.
"Why did you choose me?" I asked Dean, taking my gaze off of the couple. Dean squeezed my hand slightly, the corners of his mouth turning up into a smile.
"That's the easiest question I think you've ever asked. You're the sweetest, funniest, prettiest person I have ever laid my eyes on. You make me laugh like no one else, and hold my hand whenever I feel like I'm alone." Dean picked my hand up and planted a kiss on the front of my hand making me swoon.
"I love you," I whispered across the table taking my wine glass in my spare hand.
"I love you too," he replied, picking up his glass and clinking it with mine. "To an everlasting love," he toasted, warming my heart.
"To an everlasting love."
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