"I Ink You", she said showing him a tiny dot on her left inner wrist.

Chuckling at his puzzled look, interlocking their fingers and gazing into his pools of chocolate she says, "You're the 'Fullstop' I needed. Everyone
before, were 'commas', 'exclamatory marks' and 'question marks', except you. No matter how long or short, happy or sad, sweet or sour, forever or nowhere, it is alright, as long as it is you and you alone by my side."

Undone at her words and the love in her eyes, he pulls her closer and whispers in her ear, "And you have become mine. So, I Ink you, My Fullstop."



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