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Juliet cupped his cheeks gently. “Why don’t we get married tomorrow morning? I know it’s rushed but my father will probably make arrangements for me to marry Lord Paris soon.”

Tybalt walked over to them. “I challenge you to a duel, Mercutio.”

Mercutio fell silent.