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She pulled away, checking to see if I was serious. She trailed her fingers along my neck. “Will it involve karaoke?” she asked. “Because if it does, I’m definitely saying yes.”

“Karaoke? At the Taj Mahal?”

She pulled back to meet my eye, her expression deadly serious. “There’s never a bad place for karaoke.”

“And if I say there will be strictly no karaoke involved when I propose marriage to you, are you going to say no?”

She huffed out a breath and glanced at the ceiling, like she was really having to consider it. “It won’t be a definite no.”

I chuckled and shook my head. “You’re ridiculous. You’re totally going to say yes.”

She shrugged. “Maybe I’ll propose to you. On the plane on the way over. When the seatbelt signs go off, I’ll jump into the aisle and belt out ‘Defying Gravity’ at the top of my lungs and end on one knee, bearing a ring.”

“Okay, if you’re going to threaten me with stuff like that, I’m never travelling with you. Not ever. And the proposal is off.”

She looped her arms around my neck. “No deal. You’re totally going to propose. And so long as there’s karaoke at the wedding, I can cope with a song-free proposal.”

“You sure you’re ready?” I asked, serious again. I didn’t want her to feel rushed.

“It doesn’t matter how young or old I am. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you. If we get married now or in ten years, what difference does it make?”

She was right of course, because she was the wisest woman I knew. Autumn was someone who’d always seen the light in me and whose darkness didn’t scare me. She was my forever—horrific singing voice and all.

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