Anna's POV Ella drops me off at home and gives me a hug. “I'm glad you're my sister-in-law,” she says, smiling. “I’m glad you're my sister-in-law too.” She laughs, squeezes me once more, then drives away. I turn toward the house, ready to change and relax, but the moment I step inside, I stop. The lights are off. Then I notice the flowers on the floor, leading toward the dining area. Balloons and ribbons decorate the path, and my heart begins to beat faster. What is this? “Devon?” I call out. There's no answer, so I follow the flowers until I reach the dining area. And there he is. Devon stands beside the table in black slacks and a baby blue shirt, his hair slightly messy. He looks handsome, but it's his nervous expression that catches my attention. Devon, the man who walks into every room like he owns it, looks nervous because of me. Somehow, that affects me more than the decorations. “What is all this?” I ask. He takes my hands. “Come and sit down f
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