A Final Farewell to Love
“Really? Then check it yourself. If it’s broken, I’ll have someone fix it.”
Something felt off. It didn’t seem that simple.
Still, curiosity got the better of me. I lifted the lid.
Sitting atop the piano strings was a dazzling diamond ring, the size of a pigeon’s egg, gleaming under the light.
Before I could fully process what was happening, Adrian had already taken the ring, dropped to one knee, and looked up at me with eyes full of devotion.
“Megan, marry me.
“I’m not good with flowery words, and I don’t have a grand, extravagant proposal planned.