THIRTY-NINE

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MILES

As I stood in front of the mirror, admiring my reflection, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. It was prom night, and I had been looking forward to this moment for weeks. My black suit and red bowtie were perfectly tailored, and my black hair was styled to perfection. I couldn't help but smile at my reflection, feeling confident and beautiful.

But as I gazed into the mirror, I couldn't help but wonder if my boyfriend would be just as impressed. We had been together for a month now, and I had always made an effort to look my best for him. But tonight was different, tonight was special. I wanted to make sure he knew just how much he meant to me.

I took a deep breath and straightened my tie, adjusting the bowtie so that it sat perfectly in place. I smoothed out my hair and took one last look at myself before turning away from the mirror. It was time to meet my date and start our night.

As I stood there in my room, surrounded by the familiar walls and the memories of my childhood, I couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous excitement. I heard the front door open downstairs, and my mother's voice called out from the hallway. "Oh Tyler, you look amazing!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with pride and happiness. I smiled to myself, feeling a surge of confidence as I heard Tyler's response.

"Thanks, Mrs. O'Malley," he said, his voice dripping with charm and good looks. "You look amazing too."

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment at my mother's enthusiasm, but I knew that she just wanted the best for me.

"Miles is still upstairs, you should go see him," I heard my dad say from downstairs.

"Thank you, Mr. O'Malley," Tyler replied, his voice filled with a hint of mischief.

I couldn't help but smile as I heard the sound of Tyler's footsteps coming closer and closer. My heart raced with anticipation as I waited for him to enter my room. I knew that he had something special planned for me, and I couldn't wait to find out what it was.

Finally, the door to my room creaked open, and Tyler stepped inside. He was wearing a black 3-piece tuxedo, the fabric smooth and luxurious under the flickering light. His red bowtie was perfectly knotted. His blonde hair was styled in a sleek back, the strands perfectly in place as if he had just stepped out of a salon. He was holding a small box in his hand, and a sly grin spread across his face as he closed the door behind him.

"What's that?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Something special," he replied, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I've been planning this for weeks."

I couldn't help but feel my heart race as he approached me, the box still clutched in his hand. I knew that this was going to be something incredible, something that would change everything between us. And I was right.

"You look," he paused, looking all over me in surprise as he smiled, "weird?" I cut him off, "Mesmerizing," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. He handed me the small box he was holding, "open it," he added, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

I smiled at him, giving him the look that he shouldn't have bothered to give me anything. But as I took the box from him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. Maybe it was the way he looked at me like I was the only person in the world, or maybe it was the way his smile made me feel like I was home. Whatever it was, I knew that this moment was special.

I carefully opened the box, revealing a beautiful silver ring, carved with a delicate design. I gasped in surprise, my eyes widening as I looked up at him. "It's beautiful," I breathed, my voice barely above a whisper.

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