ZOE'S POV “Zoe,” Owen said, his voice cracking.“Will you marry me?”I stared at him, surprised. My heart raced.“Owen,” I whispered, “Are you serious?”He nodded.“I’ve never felt more sure about anything,” he said softly. “I almost lost you today, Zoe. I don't want that to happen again.”“Please, marry me.”My eyes filled with tears, but I didn’t bother to wipe them.“Yes” I whispered, my voice breaking, “Yes. I will marry you, Owen.”He sighed in relief and pulled me into a hug. “Thank you, Zoe.”I could feel his heartbeat on my face.“I thought I had lost you,” he said softly. “I thought it was over.”“It wasn’t,” I murmured. “I'm still here.”After a moment, he pulled back slightly and wiped a tear from my face.He smiled, then he looked thoughtful for a second. “How about next weekend?” he asked softly.“Hm?” I blinked.“We can get married next weekend.” He looked into my eyes. “A small ceremony. Just us, Jamie, a few close friends and whoever you want. I don’t want to wait a
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