Chapter 226-2
Not A Small-Town Girl
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Had they not been on the Ferris wheel, David would have
probably swept her up and twirled her around in excitement.
âYou agreed?" he asked, his voice laced with an eagerness
that was nearly infectious.
âDonât you want me to say yes?" Danielle teased, raising an
eyebrow.
âNo, itâs just... a bit unbelievable. Iâm so happy," David
admitted, the joy in his voice unmistakable.
He then cupped her face in his hands and placed a flurry of
kisses on her lips, each one more lingering than the last, as
if trying to drink in the moment and never let go.
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Danielle blushed. Was he really this excited?
âOkay, thatâs enough," she giggled, wiping her mouth.
"Youâre getting a little too enthusiastic."
âAnything for you," David said, looking entirely too pleased
with himself.
They finally disembarked from the Ferris wheel, and
Danielle was still dazed. How had she ended up being
proposed to? And what was worse, she had agreed! This
was madness.
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"What else-do you want to do?
Thereâs acarousel over there. Das
you wapit to ride it?" David was >
almostchattering at this pointâ
otra unlike his usual self, who
bately said a word.
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Acarousel? Thatâs for little kids, right? But she was Danielle
âhow could she possibly enjoy something so childish?
âFine, Iâll watch," she said, ready to dismiss the idea.
"Alright!" David grinned, his mood lifted from the proposal.
âYou know, itâs actually kind of fun. Donât you want to try it?â
he said, watching her ride the carousel, her laughter
echoing through the night.
Danielle, despite herself, laughed like a little kid. She was
still only nineteen, yet her maturity often hid the youthful
innocence she still carried.
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David pulled his phone, snapping
pictures iets Every frame was
a piece oftart, and he planned to fil}
his phoneâs gallery with photos of
her. He found one where she isoked
like-â¬h angel and immediately set it
is wallpaper.
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Every time Danielle circled around on the ride, her laughter
would ring out, and it made him smile too. He couldnât wait
to take her to even more fun places in the future.
As the carousel spun for the umpteenth time, Danielle finally
hopped off.
âWhat were you doing with your phone?" she asked,
laughing at the sight of David, still holding his phone up as if
he were a paparazzo.
David opened his gallery with a proud grin, showing her the
photos heâd taken, practically pleading for her praise.
Danielle pretended not to notice and nodded. "Well, I guess
Iâm just naturally beautiful, huh? Every move I make is
stunning.â
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Danielle grinned slyly. "But, you know, the photographer
really deserves some credit too."
"Sheâs really beautiful," Danielle said with a chuckle,
shamelessly complimenting herself.
Danielle struggled to stifle her laughter, enjoying every
moment of teasing him. "Well, if I wanted to praise myself,
Iâd need three days and nights to say it all."
"Really?" David asked, his eyes full of mock sadness. "You
donât have anything nice to say about me?â
âWait, you wanted me to praise you?" Danielle widened her
eyes in mock shock.
David looked a bit embarrassed. "No, I didnât. Youâre just
imagining things.â
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Danielle smirked. This was hilarious.
He wanted her to praise him butwas
too shyto ask outright, leaving fittle
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limited-edition hardheaded atie.