Chapter 416

Miranda really wasn't in the mood for any late-night drama.

"Who even gets a marriage license at night?" she protested.

Elian's eyes sparkled with mischief. "I'll have them deliver the papers and the stamp. You don't have to move a muscle."

Miranda frowned. "Isn't this a bit too fast? What if we find out we're not right for each other? Getting divorced would be a pain."

Truth was, she never knew how long she could really like someone. Commitment, especially when it was so uncertain, made her uneasy. Marriage itself didn't mean that much to her-it just seemed like a hassle. If they ever broke up, there'd be a whole new process to go through.

At the mention of divorce, Elian's expression changed. "Divorce?" he repeated, genuinely confused.

He looked at her, searching her face for answers. "Why wouldn't we be right for each other?"

Miranda could see the chill in his eyes, the way her words unsettled him.

He was clearly against it. Almost offended.

"We're right for each other," he insisted, locking eyes with her. "No one could be better for you than me."

"I'll love you. I'll always love you."

doesn't fit, I'll make it fit. There's never going to

threads were weaving around her heart,

on her,

papers. But..." He squeezed her hand, his voice barely above a whisper. "We're never going to

moment, something inside Miranda exploded-like a spark shooting through her

guitar string had been plucked too hard and

she could even process it, Elian had already closed the distance, wrapping her in his arms so tightly that not even a sliver

to her, as if

heard herself

the word left

lit up. He

he could melt

Elian

Miranda and

the next big step: making it

his phone, searching for the perfect way

was about to drift off to sleep,

quick photo of her profile, and posted

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