liii. marry me?

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𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄,                                     𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒆?

𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄,                                     𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒎𝒆?

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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙸𝙵𝚃𝚈 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴!






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JUNE 1, 2022
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          𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓 of the monitor beeping in a steady rhythm was the only thing that could be heard in the dimly lit hospital room. 

giancarlo was slumped over in a chair at her bedside. he'd hardly moved from that position since the accident happened.

elena had left to grab some chinese food, leaving them by themselves. will and eli were sleeping in the next room and he had no idea where melinda had gone. 

he was exhausted, but he wouldn't let himself sleep. he couldn't. 

he was very clearly delirious, as he had been for days, but he wouldn't let himself sleep. instead, he would start whispering his little promises.

"i promise to eat better," he whispered, looking up at her through puffy red eyes.

beep.

"i promise to buy you a puppy."

beep.

"i promise to read more."

beep.

"i promise to let the red sox beat my ass."

beep.

"i promise to stop being so stupid."

beep.

"i promise to stop calling you a dumb blonde when you call me a stupid whore."

beep.

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