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Author: Pure Heroine
last update publish date: 2026-07-18 22:23:38

I step closer and lower my voice. "I know you worried marriage might mean giving up some of the things you love. But I want you to have everything you need at your fingertips. You're not here just to be my wife, Katya. You're here to be you."

She turns, eyes glassy. "You did all this for me?"

The genuine shock in her voice nearly undoes me. All I can do is nod.

"I don't even know what to say," she whispers.

“Then don’t say anything,” I offer.

And she doesn't. The sketchbook thuds to the floor a
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