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Then came the big moment.
Julien got down on one knee, holding a velvet box in his hand with a diamond ring sparkling inside. He was about to ask the question. But before he could say anything, a sudden movement knocked the box out of his hands.
The ring flew to the other end of the room. The guests held their breath. The orchestra fell silent. All eyes turned in the same direction.
It was my nine-year-old niece, Lina—the only daughter of my late brother…
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