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The Proposal

Author: Tryurbest
last update publish date: 2025-09-25 07:12:57
Alexander's POV

The day was finally here. The day I wished it never came.

The rooftop of the luxury hotel glittered beneath the city’s skyline, lit with thousands of fairy lights wrapped around crystal pillars. A string quartet played softly in the background, their music floating into the evening air. Everything about the night screamed perfection, exclusivity, expensiveness, and breathtakingness.

But you know what? My chest felt hollow, as if all the diamonds that shimmered around them
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