Hey Mari,
I know this is the hundredth message I've sent you but my heart is yours, I swear. Magazines have a habit of, what's the word I'm looking for, over exaggerating things. I love you, I honestly do my princess.
Marinette wasn't sure why she had gotten mad at Adrien in the first place. 25 minutes later, one frazzled apology and kiss later, Marinette was safely in Adrien's arms, a diamond ring sparkling on her ring finger.
