Tristan’s pov I woke up feeling so happy, like a little boy on a Christmas morning. Today was the day. The day I’d ask Louise to be my wife, not because of the merger or arrangements, but because I truly wanted to. I had the ring with me already. A simple but elegant piece. Silver band, oval diamond. It screamed “Louise” classy, but soft. Lea, Henri and Elodie had been helping me with the surprise for a few days now. Honestly, without them, I would’ve messed something up. Elodie made sure the location stayed secret, Henri handled logistics, and Lea, well, she had the hardest job, getting Louise dressed and out without her getting suspicious. I sat up in bed, I reached for my phone and I called her. She picked on the second ring. “Hello?” Her voice was soft, sleepy. “Good morning, future Mrs. Pierre,” I greeted.She groaned playfully. “Mr. Pierre, is it not too early to be flirting.”My heart fluttered as she said those words. ““Too early to hear the voice of the most beautifu
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