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Derek looks at rin and I wave a hand in disiven"

Greyson slaps the back of his head again "Don’t think about her, don’t look at her, and definitely don’t tease her That’sjob"

I’m terribly a white columns welcome us and I can already see the crowd inside, all of the Yacht Corp--ruhting circuits He’s like soure and suddenly, I’ne fountain, helping thelass They spot me almost at the salass in toast, her eyes shining warht, apparently, isred "It’s a black-and-white gala?" I’d asked Greyson e arrived

His lips quirked "It’s never black and white for you"

Greyson rubs his hand up and downas I relimpses of our past

My na this , but when I came to, all my memories slammed me almost to the point I couldn’t peel apart one from the other

I love my memories now What a treasure to knoho you are, who you love, what you did yesterday, what you hope for yourself for tomorrow What a treasure to remember the day I met the man I love

And I remember it--every bit of it

When I finally openfor so

That’s when the canopy that h above our heads, white and elegant, bursts open and adown on us

Squealing, I tipout ical, special, unforgettable

So the tables and use the tips to start popping the balloons Greyson is happiest when I’m happy--I’ve noticed this Noatches s spread apart and his ar balloons The music starts up as most of the balloons have fallen on the dance floor, and as the band starts playing, people try dancing around the theing the heels of my shoes into a balloon

Pop!

Pop!

POP!

When I look up, he’s still watching"This is What It Feels like" by Ar to the h me, and I watch as Greyson pulls out a chair and sits down, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, brilliant, narrowed eyes fixated on me as I dance by myself