Forget.

Chapter 39

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We run onto the farrey boat.

We take to the upper deck and pay the man at the stairs.

We stare back at the structure.

The boat slowly starts gliding across the water, only to be stopped and pulled back.

A small late group boards the ship and we are immediately set to go.

We drift across the calm waters, a steady stream of cooling wind blowing at our bodies.

Dean huddles me close and shivers.

I love the feeling, it is extremely peaceful.

I feel mystic, despite the mechanical noises and horns.

We wash along the shore of the island, waiting for the first floor of the boat to empty firstly.

We then head down the clangy stairs and wave the grimy young man away.

I step on the cement before the men and look up.

The dull blue statue is so massively tall, I can't see the top.

"Let's go." Dean grabs my hand and guides us inside.

The walls are damp and rustic.

A batch of old elevators are in the far corner and we must wrestle to get there.

Dean drags me into the creaky crate and we wait.

Soon, it moves upward until we find ourselves a few stories above the ground.

Stairs lead up to the top of the structure.

I start to shake looking down, and Dean holds my hand tighter.

"If you fall I'll be there catching you." He reminds me and I smile lightly at him.

We make our way to the top platform.

It is a circular platform and I rush Dean over to the oddly shaped windows.

"Holy shit. We're in the crown." I gasp.

"Yeah. We are." Dean laughs.

He wraps his hands around my stomach and we admire the view together.

He's nervous.

Why.

He isn't afraid of heights.

"Lilly." He whispers against my ear.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"I have something to ask you..." He starts.

"What?" I ask.

He turns me around to look at him.

I stare into those dazzling blue eyes.

The eyes I get so lost in.

I see him glance at the ground.

He drops to one knee.

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