55 word story- One Love

They were childhood friends. They hadn’t seen each other since 12 years but they were in touch. He loved her very much. She was unaware of it. He bought roses on her 24th birthday. He walked up to her and with trembling voice he said “Will you marry me?” Her childhood dream had come true.

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