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Farewell

Author: E. Dahlia
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Jocelyn’s POV

“Have you found a place you like yet?” Eduardo asked, as I did my night time skincare routine.

Patting the moisturizer into my face, I shook my head in negation.

“Have you eventually decided on the country you want?” He prodded further, and I sighed, capping the moisturizer and putting it in my skincare bag, which I placed on the dresser.

Climbing in bed with Eduardo, I said. “A part of me wants France but another wants Barbados, and there's this tiny, miniscule piece of my heart that wants Italy. I really can't make a decision.”

“I guess we will have the wedding whenever you are ready then,” Eduardo said. “As for me, I'd rather we go to the courthouse and get married tomorrow without pomp and pageantry. But because I respect your decision, I will wait until you are ready for your dream wedding.”

“Thank you, babe.” I said, pressing a kiss to his nose.

Wrapping his arms around my waist, he replied. “You are welcome, baby.”

Afterward, he clapped and the lights went off be
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