Chapter ninety eight

DAVINA’S POV

Ignacio had planned a romantic dinner for us that evening. The table was set with candles and rose petals. The aroma of the food filled the air, and the sound of soft music played in the background.

As we sat down, Ignacio poured some wine into my glass and raised his own. "To us," he said, smiling.

I smiled back, feeling grateful to have him in my life. "To us," I replied, taking a sip of the wine.

As we ate, we talked about our future plans, and Ignacio brought up the topic of marriage. "Davina, I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

I was surprised by the sudden proposal, but I couldn't help but feel happy. "Ignacio, I love you too, and yes, I will marry you," I replied, tears welling up in my eyes.

Ignacio got up from his seat, came over to me, and got down on one knee. He pulled out a small box and opened it, revealing a stunning diamond ring. "Davina, will you marry me?" he asked again, looking into my eyes.

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