MY FIRST LOVE
There was no hesitation, no doubt—only the certainty that this was exactly where she was meant to be.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice trembling with joy. “Yes, Ethan, I will marry you.”
Ethan’s smile lit up his entire face as he slipped the ring onto her finger. The world seemed to blur around them as they kissed, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke of all the love they had shared, and all the love that was yet to come.
When they finally pulled apart, the party around them seemed to come back into focus, the sounds of laughter and music filling the air. Claire looked at the ring on her finger, sparkling in the fading sunlight, and felt a sense of peace settle over her.
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