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82 - PROPOSAL IN PLAN

Author: Krystal Key
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-05-24 04:23:12

OLIVER'S POV

The chandeliers overhead looked like frozen fireworks—crystal exploding in perfect symmetry—each facet catching the warm light and scattering it over the room like gold dust. The ballroom glowed. Satin gowns trailed like whispers behind women, and tuxedos hugged the shoulders of men like confidence sewn into fabric. Laughter and soft classical music filled the air like perfume, elegant and rich, while the scent of white roses and sandalwood gently rolled over the hall.

I stood by the tall glass window, the kind that made you feel like a king overlooking his kingdom. My reflection stared back at me, sharp tuxedo, tailored to perfection, the white pocket square perfectly crisp against black silk. My nerves weren’t visible, thank God. Inside though, my chest was a war zone.

Pulling this night together had felt like wrestling with shadows. For weeks I’d wondered if anyone would show up. What if the memories of high school had been too cruel for some people? What if no one car
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