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“That one’s yours”

“I didn’t have yours to propose with…”

He’s digging in his slack’s pocket He pulls out his ring, identical to old Three tiny diamonds

I

Love

You

My nose flares,that around?”

“It hasn’t leftI pass him mine

Eround still, I slide his silver ring onto his finger When he pushes the cold band along mine—it feels real finally

Married

Jack Arizona Highland-Oliveira

It feels like this is the life I wrote myself The one I wanted The one I was too scared to chase, but thank everything in me that I did

We kiss again, and as we cliratulations sweep around us, along with the questions of when, where, how?

Oscar’s parents speak in Portuguese, but with their s tones, I’ratulatory sentiments

I bring my Lola’s hand to my forehead in respect and say, “Mano po, Lola” And then I wrap my arm around Jesse

Farrow hugs Oscar and says with a grin, “You sneaky fucker How the hell did you already marry him?” Donnelly shakes Oscar’s shoulders, and the rest of SFO congregate around my husband His brother and sister bound closer to hirins and praises

Maxi from ear-to-ear, and I receive top-marks from the Cobalts on my delivery and speech

“Flawless,” Audrey says

I love, love, love people I film them because I love them We’re all human

Oscar raises a hand “Alright, alright! We’ll tell you all how Highland and I got hitched once we’re back at the penthouse” He glances to Farrow “You are throwing us a post-elopeht?”

Farrow grins “I’d ask you how you know but—”

“I’m always ten steps ahead,” Oscar finishes Everyone starts slowlyup for the penthouse

I stop Jesse before he leaves “Can we talk for a sec?”

“Yeah” Jesse can’t hold shit in He starts talking “Can’t believe you didn’t tell Maht, Kuya”