POV Jessica

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I walk through the door and the first thing I see is Emma crying. Emma! I say loudly and run over to her giving her a big hug. How is Lynnette doing? I asked with a sad tone of voice. Bad... and Carmen... she still doesn't remember her? I shook my head no. No matter how hard I tried to teach her who she was, she couldn't remember... I tried my best to explain yet she onlyremembered you. Maybe later you can explain it, but now I have some things of my own to explain... you look at me and walk over to me slapping me across the face... one. Who is this girl Lynnette. Two. Where were you last night? I was worried as fuck! I looked at Emma and gave her a nod to go to the door. Emma left and I have her a quick hug. Later. I looked into your eyes and asked you to sit down. You do so and give me a weird look. Now. You remember when we were younger and how I never felt good enough for anyone? You nod your head and look confused. Well... you say I'm pretty and you say I'm good enough, but I don't always feel that way, about myself. I was kinda in a weird mood... thinking about your parents and your friend Luis... I was scared you were gonna leave... I hate the way I look. I'm fat. I'm ugly. And I'm not good enough. You come over to me and pull me into a hug. Jess... I won't leave you. You are perfect. I love you... sooo much and I will always. Mother and father are gone from my life.You are my life. You rub my back and make me sleepy and I go to bed. I had one hell of a night and before I go to bed I told you something. Tomorrow morning Emma is going to pick you up... also... tonight I'm taking you out for dinner... I have a huge night planned, dress nice. I sleep and wake up 3 hours later and take you out to dinner. So what's this surprise you had in store? I grinned evilly at you. You'll see. You laughed as did I as we drank our wine. I eventually got down on one knee. Carmen Rose. I have known you for 7 years. Each year as I knew you I grew more and more in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you... marry me? You open your mouth wildly in shock.

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