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Dylan smiled, kissing her head. "You should go to that army thing," he said softly after a pause. "I know it's what you want to do with your life, and you should go for it,"
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"I know, but I'd feel bad." She stated.
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"Honey, Im going away to college to do what I love, you should do the same,"
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"Maybe. I just don't wanna ditch your parents, or the horses." She responded.
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"Lil, my parents will support whatever decision you make, and there are people at the barn who can take care of the horses while your away. If being in the military is what you want to do, you should do it,"
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"I'll think about it, I promise." She stated.
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He nodded, kissing her head.
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"I'm getting better at German and French." She stated.
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"Yeah? Speak to me in french," he smiled.
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"Je suis à toi, tu es à moi. Mon cœur et mon âme t'appartiennent, chaque centimètre de mon corps, mon amour." She stated.
(Translation: I'm yours, you are mine. My heart and soul belong to you, every inch of my body, my love.)
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