Girl: Am I preety?
Boy: NO
Girl: Do u want to be with me forever?
Boy: NO
Girl: ......Would u cry...if I walked away?
Boy: NO
She heard enough and was hurt. She ran away, tears running down her face. Suddenly the boy grabbed her hand.
Boy: U r not preety...u r BEAUTIFUL. I don't want to be with u forever....I NEED to be with u forever. And I wouldn't cry if u walked away...I would DIE.
Boy: Please be with me.
Girl: I WILL.
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