Ethan was deeply engrossed in his book. "Ethan, I've hardly seen you since I got back, so I wanted to check on you," I tried to sound as friendly and nonchalant as possible.Ethan looked up from his book, his eyes meeting mine for a moment before he returned to his reading. "I've been busy with work." His tone was cold and distant.I suppressed a sigh, feeling a wave of frustration wash over me. Why was he being so closed off all of a sudden?Trying to hide my disappointment, I pressed on. "Okay, no problem. Would you like me to make you anything to eat? I'm happy to whip up a quick meal if you're hungry."Ethan shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the pages of his book. "No, thanks. I've already ordered and eaten something." His tone was disinterested.I fought the urge to roll my eyes. It was like talking to a brick wall! I couldn't help but wonder what had changed again.The tension in the air was palpable as Ethan continued to rebuff my attempts at conversation. "Don't forget
Emily POVI was nervous as I got ready for dinner with Williams. He had said he had something important to tell me, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was what I was hoping it would be. We had been together for eight months, and I had started to daydream about the possibility of a future together. As I put the finishing touches on my outfit, I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves. I told myself that I was probably overthinking things, but I couldn't help but hope he would ask me the question I'd been waiting for. I couldn't deny that I had strong feelings for Williams. Even though we had only been together for eight months, I had fallen head over heels for him. He was charming, funny, and sweet, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else. I felt like a teenager with a schoolgirl crush, and the thought of him asking me to spend the rest of my life with him made my heart flutter. I was ready to say yes, no matter what. I arrived at the restaurant a few minutes late,
Emily's POV;"There's no way I'm getting married to someone I've never even met," I exclaimed, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration. My mom had just suggested that I marry Ethan Smith. I couldn't believe it. It felt like a cruel joke. My mom's request came as a complete shock. Not only was I still grieving the end of my relationship with Williams, but now I was being asked to marry someone I had never met. "You should be excited about this offer. It's Ethan Smith we're talking about." My mom's voice was already increasing in anger. "I know it's Ethan Smith, the well-known billionaire every girl's dream, but not mine," I stated firmly. I could feel the pitch of my voice rising, too. "Mom, I don't think this is right for me. Olivia is older and would be a better match for Ethan." Olivia was my step-sister, and our relationship was strained, as she always seemed to keep her distance from me. Despite our parents being married, she acted as if they were not, which made me feel lik
Ethan's POV"Eva," I began, taking a deep breath, "will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" I asked my heart in my throat. I was certain she would say yes, but I wasn't prepared for the look on her face. There was no smile, no joy. Instead, her expression was indecipherable. I could hear the surrounding crowd, phones at the ready, capturing this moment for all eternity. I remained on one knee, waiting for an answer. The silence stretched on, and I could feel my pulse quicken. Was this a mistake? Was I about to be rejected in front of everyone? My heart was pounding, my palms were clammy, and I had to resist the urge to stand up and flee. I waited, hoping, praying, that she would give me the answer I longed to hear. The tension in the air was palpable, and I could feel my anxiety rising with each passing second. How much longer would I have to wait? Suddenly, she spoke, her voice cutting through the stillness like a knife. "Yes," she responded, "I would be honored to be your
Ethan's POV;"It won't be hard to find a bride for you," my mom assured me. "You're one of the richest and most handsome men in the city. You'll have no problem finding someone."I shook my head, trying to push away her words. I didn't want a bride. I didn't want anyone but Ava. She was gone, and I might never be able to bring her back.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. I had to focus on the future. As I thought about Ava, I could still see her long, silky brown hair cascading down her back, framing her strikingly beautiful face. Her deep blue eyes were like the ocean, and her long, elegant nose only added to her allure. I found myself entranced by her perfect lips, and her alluring scent still lingers in my memory. But I knew I might never have her again. I had promised myself that I would never fall in love again, never put myself in a position to be hurt like this again. I tried to forget her, but I knew it was impossible. I would always carry a piece of Ava with
Emily's POV:I felt indifferent towards the dinner date. I just wanted the whole thing to be over with. Not that I didn't care about the sanctity of marriage; I knew it was a lifelong commitment. However, I couldn't help but feel that what I was doing was foolish. Despite knowing the consequences of my actions, I felt that marriage was my only option. After all, being single was not all it was cracked up to be when nobody showed any interest in me. As I thought about Ethan's willingness to marry someone he had never met, I wondered if there was something wrong with him. What kind of person would agree to such an arrangement? Was he desperate for a wife, or was he just trying to fulfill his family's expectations? And if that was the case, why didn't he just marry someone from his social circle? Was he perhaps trying to make some kind of statement? Or was there something else I didn't know about him? I became more and more curious about this man I was supposed to marry. I still cou
Emily's POVThe rest of the dinner was filled with silence. Ethan didn’t say a word to me. He was just on his phone, which made me feel hurt. I was worth talking to, wasn’t I? Even if he didn’t say a word, his silence spoke volumes. He obviously didn’t like me. "So, what are your hobbies?"I tried to engage him in a conversation, but he didn’t seem interested. "I have no hobbies," his deep voice and brooding expression made our presence together seem awkward. He was still staring at his phone, and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him. I hadn’t forced him to come on this date.I was confused and didn’t know what to do. I looked around and saw other couples laughing and chatting, the sounds of their happiness filling the air. In contrast, my date was tense, and I felt like I was in an awkward job interview.We sat in silence, the ticking of the clock filling the air. I tried to make conversation again, but the words died in my throat, suffocated by the awkwardness that hung b
Emily's POVMy alarm clock was going off again, blaring its irritating noise. I groaned and pulled my hand out from under the covers to turn it off. I was so not ready to start the day. I just wanted to stay in bed and sleep for a few more hours.I hated setting alarms. They always woke me up from a deep sleep and made me feel groggy and grumpy. But today, I had to set one so I wouldn’t miss the court wedding. I agreed to sign a proxy marriage for Olivia, but it wasn’t because my mom had asked me to or because I wanted to help Olivia, She had always been rude to me, and I had no desire to help her out. But I had my reasons for doing this.I got up and took a quick shower, then dressed in a simple but flattering outfit. I took my time doing my hair, making sure it looked just right. As I looked in the mirror, I gave myself a small smile. I looked good, and I felt ready to take on the day. I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, feeling confident and prepared.As I walked to the cab