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THE MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

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CHAPTER 6

Elena's POV

“I want you to marry me.”

I stared at Alexander, stunned by the words he had just spoken. He had told me to marry him so he could help with my mother's medical bills, and for a moment I could do nothing but laugh. It burst out of me before I could stop it, sharp and disbelieving, because the whole thing felt absurd too ridiculous to be real.

When my laughter finally ebbed, I looked at him and said, “You want me to marry you so you can save my mother?’

Nathan’s anger su
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