"Quick! We're going to miss it!" she said, giggling, as he ran with her.
"We've still got 5 minutes, don't worry"
They pushed open the door and were welcomed with a wave of loud voices from different conversations.
"3, 2, 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" Screamed the entire bar in unison, she was happy. It always made her happy because it was one such New Year that gave her a second life. A second chance. And she has been celebrating every New Year with him ever since. She looked to her left, where he once was 2 seconds ago to find him missing. He was on the floor. He was on his knee, with an open ring box in his hand "Will you marry me?"
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The Little Match Girl
FanfictionA re-adaptation of "The Little Match Girl" by Hans Christian Andersen. <3
