The Surgeon's Debt
He slowly lowered himself onto one knee on the bed of white rose petals, looking up at me with those striking, golden eyes.
My hands flew to my mouth, a soft, breathless sob escaping my lips as tears spilled over my eyelashes.
Dante flipped the velvet box open.
Nestled inside the black satin was an extraordinary ring—a massive, flawless oval-cut canary yellow diamond, surrounded by a delicate double halo of brilliant white diamonds, set on a platinum band. It caught the morning sunlight, sparkling like a brilliant star.
"This yellow diamond was mined from our family's oldest estate in Sicily," Dante said, his voice dropping into a low, reverent tone. "It is rare, unbreakable, and blindingly
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