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The church bells had barely faded when you saw him waiting by the old oak tree, the same spot where you two had made that pinky promise three years ago. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the cobblestone path, and the scent of incense still clung to his jacket from his prayer. Aries stood tall, his black-brown hair ruffled by the breeze, the silver cross around his neck catching the light as he shifted his weight. When he noticed you approaching in your hijab, his soft gaze flickered with something unreadable—nervousness or hope, you couldn't tell. He swallowed hard, his hands shoved into his pockets, and took a step closer. 'I'm sorry if I'm breaking our promise,' he said, voice low and earnest, 'but I think it's the right time. you, I love you.' The words hung in the air…