Bianca remembered clearly. A long time ago, on his birthday, Dave had proposed to her in a small church. He didn’t have a ring then, so she had wrapped this very necklace around her finger, turning it into a ring.

Time had passed so quickly. In just a blink, they had gone through so much together. Now, it was Dave’s turn to turn the red diamond necklace into a ring. It felt like they were back in that church again.

Dave’s gentle voice brushed against her ear as he asked the same question once more. “Bianc, will you marry me?”

Bianca looked at him and smiled. “Yes, I will.”

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