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Eliza looked down at Julian's tattoo and traced it with her fingertips. 'This was the best moment of the switch.' She whispered. He took her arm and looked at her identical tattoo.

'We were destined to be lobsters.' He said. She took his arms away from hers and kissed him.

'Eliza, you are my love. You are the one who I want to cry with, the one who I want to yell at.' She smiled with him. They thought back to the time when they had fought over what was the right pasta to make for their chilli dish. 'You are the one who I want to make cookies for, and who I want to look after. Who I want to see smiling for the rest of my life, and who I want to fulfil her new dream now she has found herself. I want to be with you in all this Eliza...'

'This is a very cheesy proposal.' She laughed, and he kissed her again.

'Eliza Rae, will you be my wife?'

'Yes, Julian Fillipo.' Eliza smiled. She licked the candy ring that he was holding, and he gently placed it on her finger.

'I hear wedding bells.' Julian laughed, as they both got out their tickets to board the flight, ready for Julian to show Eliza his home. 

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