“What is it?? I don’t care what it is! I love you, Parker,” Ryan pleaded.
“Ryan…please. Listen to me before you say that! I won’t be mad if you don’t want me anymore.”
“Just tell me what it is already!!”
“I’m trying! I get rejected a lot! I don’t want to lose you, but I can’t keep living a lie.”
“Ok, Parker,” Ryan said in a calmer voice. “I understand what you’re saying and why you hesitate. Now, would you please tell me what you need to tell me?”
Parker took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
“All right….I’m an alien,” she said with squinted eyes as if she were expecting a blow.
“I’m not a Sim. I’m an alien. What you see is a disguise, but that’s the only thing that’s fake! My feelings for you and everything else is real! I promise!”
When Ryan first heard the words, he was confused. He knew aliens were real, but he didn’t know that they lived and dwelled among Sims. But, with this new knowledge, things actually began to make sense, and he laughed.
“What’s so funny,” Parker asked.
“You’re an alien! That makes perfect sense!”
“You do! Don’t take this the wrong way, but I always thought you were a bit strange…but I loved that about you. Like, when we go out to eat, and it takes you an hour to order because you have no idea what anything is. And, sometimes when you’re happy, or inspired…or feeling frisky, I swear I’ve seen you glowing! I thought I was seeing things.”
“So…you’re not mad?”
“No! Why would I be?”
“Because I’m different.”
“Girl…please. With the things I’ve been through and seen in my life, I have no business judging anyone. I told you…I love you!”
“So, you still want to marry me,” she cried.
“Of course I want to marry you,” he said and scooped her up into his arms.