"How much do you love me," she looked towards the sun setting. I grabbed the dozen of roses with one fake rose stuffed inside of the bouquet and handing it to her, "I'll stop loving you, until the last rose dies." She smiles and without hesitation, she leaned towards me giving me a passionate, slow kiss. I detached myself to look at her beautiful, hazel eyes. "I love you, Harry," she smiles and pecked my lips once more. I smirked, "I love you, Katalina, always."