You were on one knee and you asked me, to marry you. I agreed, in a squeak.
You took out the gold with a big diamond ring and slid my finger in as I grinned like an idiot.
We were on the rooftop of your apartment building with a bunch of lights above us. We kissed under the moonlight, happily.
You pulled away, breathing heavily, "I think, I know why your parents named you 'Goddess'." You stared at my eyes as you smirked.
I smiled, "Why?"
"Because they thought, there was no other name that could describe your beauty and that is why they gave you the name, Goddess."
I giggled - flushed by your statement, "Cliché, much." I pinched the flashed cheeks.
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That is the end of the novel.
Thank you for reading.
I wrote this novel over night. It just came in my mind as I tried to sleep.
I quickly wrote it that night, so that I didn't forget the plot of the story and how I wanted it to be.
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