Marry my best friend
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“I was gone for two weeks, and somehow, you managed to rope Nat into marriage. It's fake, but it's still a marriage nonetheless. And they say I'm the chaotic one.”
As the night settled, Jaco leaned forward, his tone softer now, the humour gone from his eyes. “Look, Luke… I don’t care what this thing is, or what you call it. But Nat? She’s family. She’s been through enough, and if you—” he stopped, letting the pause do the work. “If you break her, you’ll answer to me.”
Jacob has known Nat nearly as long as I have known her. Their friendship was weird, to say the least. They barely ever spoke when in each other’s company, but they defended each other like siblings.