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Chapter One Hundred Twelve: The Return Of His First Love
"I need to practice my proposal speech," Albert said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Could you pretend to be Céline, and I'll say my lines? And... and to complete the practice, I'll put the ring on your finger." Ciara's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure, a playful smile spreading across her face. "Sure, Albert. I'd be happy to help. Just don't get carried away." Albert nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Ciara's face. He knelt down, his voice trembling with emotion. "Céline," he began, his voice filled with sincerity. "You've been my rock, my confidante, my best friend. I've always admired your strength, your intelligence, your kindness. And I've always been grateful for your unwavering support. Y
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