Reid's POVGreg wanted to talk me out of it, but I shut him down with a single sentence."Greg, I'm 35. I want to get married."The screen of my phone was still lit up with a message from my mother."Everyone back home is talking. They're saying you threw yourself at some woman who doesn't even want you, and the stress of it put your father in the hospital again."Please, I'm begging you, how much longer are you going to drag this out? It's been ten years. Does it have to be her?"I tilted my head back, forcing down the sting behind my eyes. Then, I opened the chat and typed back a reply. "Mom, I'm done waiting. Phoebe Mercer asked me to marry her. I said yes."Phoebe was a former student of my mother's, and just as I had spent ten years chasing Maren, Phoebe had spent ten years waiting for me.Greg sighed and added my name to the top of the layoff list. "Fine. I put you on there, but if Ms. Hale doesn't approve it, that's not on me."I thanked him and went home to start packi
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