Chloe
Aug 12th, 2025 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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I loved the way Chloe licked her lips after an ice-cold drink, and when her long black hair blew in the breeze. When she tilted her face backward, she looked beautiful.
Chloe set up the picnic while I stood under the tree and watched. She was gorgeous in the way she shook the table cloth and neatly placed it on the grass.
The diamond ring was in my pocket, and I was set to propose on this bright warm, sunny day. She’d love it.
Chloe waved me over and I was ready. Then the unthinkable happened.
It thundered, then rained.
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