"Do you still want to marry me?" Rebecca asked.

I knew the answer, I didn't love her like that anymore, but what surprised me was the reason. There were many, of course, but the huge reason was her. Bones. Temperance Brennan. Bren. Whatever you wanted to call her. She filled my mind at that moment. Her laugh filled my ears. I saw her face, her smile, the triumphant gleam in her eye when she recognized one of my pop culture references. I love every little thing about her. She was the big reason why I couldn't marry Rebecca.

"No." I answered.

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