Hello, goodbye

I'm so tired

     George demanded that he take off the next few days with me, even though I told him not to. I thought he was being a bit overdramatic, but he said he really just did it to spend more time with me.
"Hey, rose? Do something wild with me," George suggested, and I laughed thinking of the other night.
"Such as?" I asked, and he looked at me seriously.
"Marry me," he said a little too seriously, and I wanted to laugh it off, but I knew that I couldn't. He wasn't joking about this.
"George...." I started, but he shook his head.
"Seriously. You love me, I love you. Let's get married right now," he said, and I loved this side of him. The spontaneous side, the crazy side.
"Oh- okay," I said shakily, and he jumped up from the couch. He meant right now, literally. I got up and threw on a nice dress and some light makeup. We got into the car, and he squeezed my hand for reassurance.
We got to the courthouse, and I felt a bit lightheaded. I thought it was just from nervousness, but it wasn't seeming to go away. I began to walk towards George when I suddenly fell. My vision went black, and when I awoke next I was in a hospital room.
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Okay, heck. Really short chapter, but this is where it needs to end! The next chapter is going to be stupid and soap-opera-ey. Oh well, only like one person is reading this so IDC if it's CRINGE or not.