Bottle

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Nashes pov:
I can't believe this is really happening. I have a carnival festival in my stomach, I'm so nervous. Y/n runs to the bottle, like a little kid. Her beautiful curled hair is flying in the wind. She picks the bottle up, and just like I thought she opens it and reads it out loud while her back is turned to me. A waiter is filming it.

"To my one love,

You mean the world to me. You are my everything. I can't imagine what life would be like without you. You remind me of the beach. Always a happy place, promising new things. I planned this all out about a month ago, that's why I was gone. I visited your parents. You may not understand why, but you will if you turn around."

She turns around and I'm on one knee, holding a ring with a little silver starfish thing wrapped around it, and on top there was a ruby and a diamond on either side. Her eyes widen.

"Y/F/n, will you marry me?"

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