Kyla pushed herself off the wall and locked lips with the stunned librarian woman. At first she seemed to enjoy it, but then when reality set in, she pushed Kyla off of her and spit on the ground.
"Yuck," the young librarian woman said. "I can't believe you just did that."
"But I love you," Kyla said. "Marry me."
"What? I can't marry you. I don't even know you. And besides that, I'm not gay. I'm not into that sort of thing."
"It doesn't matter," Jay said. "Because she's marrying me." He grabbed Kyla and pushed her back against the wall. "You will marry me."
"No! I love her. Not you!" Kyla yelled, trying to struggle free from Jay's grasp. Then she looked at her true love and pleaded with her. "Please, help me! I don't love him. Can't you see that? He can't marry me."
But the librarian woman couldn't agree, thanks to a previous wish. She didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with Jay forcing Kyla to marry him. She figured that it was for Kyla's own good.
