You... are getting married? she looked up to you, stunned when you told her. An arranged marriage you say? What? No! I am... I am happy for you. But this is all so sudden...
Then three days later she insists on meeting you alone here at your favorite cafe. Her eyes glisten, you have never seen her this emotional. Do not marry... she says weakly at first, then more forceful. Do not marry someone else! She holds your gaze firmly, but her eyes fearful, her voice shaky. Stay, stay with me!
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