It Started With A Drunk Marriage
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Last published Thu, Aug 20, 2020
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I think I love you, already." I slurred, caressing his cheeks.
"Then let's get married." He slurred back, grinning widely.
"Right now?"
"Yeah!"
It all happened so fast. One minute, I was partying too hard because of loneliness. The next, I woke up the next morning with a stranger in my bed and a golden ring on my finger.
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