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Chapter 9

Author: Michelle
One year later, the hotel beside the Seine completed its restoration.

On the night before opening, Julian and I made one final inspection of the rooftop terrace. Rain had left the stone shining, and the Eiffel Tower lit up in the distance.

I checked my tablet. “Fire inspection approved, furnishing list confirmed, press preview moved up thirty minutes. Tomorrow at seven, we still need to—”

Julian covered the screen with his hand. “Elena, the project manager is off the clock.”

“Project director.”

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  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 9

    One year later, the hotel beside the Seine completed its restoration.On the night before opening, Julian and I made one final inspection of the rooftop terrace. Rain had left the stone shining, and the Eiffel Tower lit up in the distance.I checked my tablet. “Fire inspection approved, furnishing list confirmed, press preview moved up thirty minutes. Tomorrow at seven, we still need to—”Julian covered the screen with his hand. “Elena, the project manager is off the clock.”“Project director.”“My apologies, Director.” He smiled and took a small ring box from his pocket, but he didn’t kneel. “I had a beautiful speech prepared in French. Halfway through, you’d probably start checking tomorrow’s seating chart.”I couldn’t help laughing.Inside the box was a simple diamond ring. It carried no Moretti crest and no meaning chosen for me by someone else.“I want to marry you,” Julian said. “You don’t have to answer tonight. You don’t owe me a yes because we’ve been together a long time, bec

  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 8

    Eight months after leaving Chicago, I became Aster & Rowe’s European Regional Director.Paris hadn’t healed me by itself. What put me back on my feet were the meetings, the plans we tore apart and rebuilt, and every decision I made for myself.Julian had been the first person to recommend me for the Paris project. Two years earlier, he’d heard me speak at an industry conference and remembered my proposal for repurposing historic buildings. We hadn’t exchanged private contact information before meeting in Paris.He admired my work before he knew anything else about me.After Damian withdrew his security team, Julian never tried to take advantage of the empty space. He asked if I wanted dinner after late nights and left a meal for me when I said no. At a crosswalk, he might offer his hand, but he always waited for me to decide whether to take it.Three months later, I invited him to a movie. Six months later, we began dating.There were no fireworks, no ambushes, and no grand sacrifice d

  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 7

    Damian returned to Chicago that night.He didn’t deal with the board or the press first. He had Sofia brought to the study at the Moretti estate.She had changed out of the wedding dress and into the black suit his assistant had delivered. Sitting at the far end of the table, she showed none of the panic from the night of the crash. She looked like someone who had seized her chance.“I didn’t write the article,” she said. “The reporter got the pictures. I just didn’t deny it.”“You knew the proposal wasn’t real.”“You asked me to marry you in front of twenty people and three cameras. How else was I supposed to take it?”“I was talking to Elena.”Sofia gave a sharp laugh. “You were kneeling in front of me.”Damian’s expression darkened. Anyone else who spoke to him that way would’ve regretted it. Sofia knew he owed her father his life, and she knew that debt made her difficult to touch.“From my first day at the company, whenever Elena objected, you gave me more.” Sofia began counting t

  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 6

    The man beside me was Julian Leclerc, the lead architect on the hotel restoration.He looked from Damian to me. “Do you want me to call security?”“No.” I closed my laptop. “Give me ten minutes.”Julian didn’t play the hero or demand an explanation. He simply led the team out, pausing long enough to place his phone beside my hand. “Press speed dial one if you need me.”Damian watched him until the glass door closed. “Who is he?”“None of your business.”“He seems awfully comfortable with you.”“We work twelve-hour days together. Of course we’re comfortable.”“Quit this job.” Damian didn’t hesitate. “If you want to run major projects, I’ll give you a division at Moretti Holdings. Double the salary. Pick your own office.”I nearly laughed.He’d crossed four thousand miles and still hadn’t asked whether I liked my work. He was searching for a more expensive offer that would put me back where I belonged in his mind.“I earned the Paris project with my own résumé. It isn’t a vacation, and i

  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 5

    Damian POVDamian realized something was wrong only after the ballroom doors closed behind Elena.She didn’t come storming back. She hadn’t even looked at him a second time.Sofia’s lips parted through her tears. “Yes, I’ll—”“Stop.” Damian rose and snapped the ring box shut.The room fell silent enough to hear the cameras stop recording. Friends and relatives invited to witness the proposal traded uneasy looks, while every member of the event staff suddenly found the floor fascinating.Color drained from Sofia’s face. “You just asked me to marry you.”“You know why I asked.”“You were on your knee in front of me.”“But I was talking to Elena.”He handed the ring to his assistant and strode out of the ballroom. Only the doorman remained outside. Elena’s cab had already disappeared into traffic.Damian called her. Her phone was off.“Find that cab.” He shoved his phone at Nico. “Bring her back.”Nico pulled the hotel’s security footage within minutes, but he didn’t move to carry out the

  • Our Sixth Anniversary Was My Goodbye   Chapter 4

    Everyone we knew began liking the picture.Some asked when Damian and Sofia planned to go public. Others congratulated her for finally getting what she wanted. Damian didn’t correct a single one of them.I looked once, put my phone away, and went back to organizing the Paris handover files.At one in the morning, the bedroom door opened. Damian stood in the doorway with his tie hanging loose and irritation darkening his eyes.“You saw my post?”“I did.”“And you’ve got nothing to ask me?”“Nothing.”He crossed the room and stared down at me. Before, I would’ve demanded to know when the photo was taken, why Sofia was pressed so close to him, and why he was letting the whole city assume they were together.Now I just wanted him to turn off the light.“If it bothers you that much, tell me to transfer her.”It sounded like a concession, but his tone made it an interrogation. If I asked, he would have proof that I was still jealous and still desperate to keep him. Then he could move Sofia t

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