If you like music, try "Hold Me Now" by Red. It's what I was listening to when I wrote these scenes!
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GAR
Gar's stomach trilled. His palms were beginning to sweat, but when his father directed him to face Rika and take her hands, he did so quickly, eager to have her in whatever form her human vows would take.
She squeezed his hands, then looked up at him, her eyes shining, and his chest twisted with the overwhelming rush of loving her.
"Gar, for the purpose of the witnesses, tell Rika what you will vow to her."
Gar took a deep breath, his shoulders rising and falling visibly. He squeezed and released on Rika's hands, afraid he was going to crush her little fingers. But his tension drove him forward. He needed her. He needed her to understand!
