Christmas Eve, 2016
The moment was absolutely perfect. I knew who I loved, who I was truly meant to be with. Who I was destined for. He was kneeling right here in front of me, silver ring in hand, eyes locked with mine.
"Taylor Alison Swift, I love you...Will you marry me?"
Before I answered his question, I opened up my heart completely, again realizing this was the man for me. The man who would protect me, love me, respect me. The man I would love back. I opened my heart to him, ready to stop fighting.
"I love you, too."
And with that, I gave him my answer.
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Standing in a Nice Dress [Haylor]
FanfictionTwo men love Taylor Swift. One loves her in a gentle, proper, chivalrous way. Loves her with dinner dates and roses and poems. The other loves her with such a fiery passion, she can't think straight. And that's the problem. She can't think straight...
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