Tom Holland Engaged 소설 & 이야기

“Come over, Nik.” Nikolai stepped forward. He looked every inch the heir but there was tension in the set of his jaw, in the way his eyes flicked once toward Tiana before settling on the crowd. Indy followed a half-step behind, red gown clinging like flame, smile radiant, hand slipping possessively through the crook of Nikolai’s elbow. Eva’s voice rang clear. “It is my great pleasure to announce that my son, Nikolai Toriaga, and the exquisite Indy Selma are officially engaged. Wedding bells will toll soon.”

The next morning, the internet was on fire. Every major news channel, blog, and gossip page had only one headline — “The Union of Two Titans: Charlotte Dean Engaged to Caleb Cooper.” The videos from last night’s event were everywhere. The clip of Caleb kneeling before Charlotte, the diamond ring sparkling, and Charlotte’s tearful “yes” was being replayed on every TV screen across the country. It was as though the whole world was celebrating a love story that had been long in the making. But for one man, the same story felt like a sharp blade piercing deep into his chest.

“Uh-huh. So which one of your many admirers is it? Don’t tell me it’s Vincent again.” I rolled my eyes, pretending to be absorbed in my phone. “We’re just friends.” Her grin widened. “Right. And I’m just casually dating Tom Holland.” I gave her a look. “You’re married.” “And you’re blushing. Two obvious facts.” “I am not.” She pointed. “You are literally pink right now. And don’t try to lie, your pale glass skin isn’t helping you right now.” Before I could argue, my phone buzzed again.

My twin hugged him and the girls attacked me by congratulating me I'm officially engaged to Nathaniel Bryant and I'm a future Mrs. Bryant The End

Tomorrow was Saturday—her follow-up appointment with Peter. She wasn’t sure what to expect and felt a little anxious, hoping the results wouldn’t be too bad. Just then, a headline popped up on her feed. It was a post from the White family’s official account. The attached photo showed two people holding hands, both wearing massive, dazzling diamond rings. The caption read: “Miss White and the Sinclair heir—childhood sweethearts for over twenty years—are now officially engaged.” For a moment, Autumn’s mind went blank. But she quickly composed herself.

He hung up the phone and clicked on the screen before turning it to me. There was an engagement announcement for Tiffany Harding and Christopher Jenkins. It stated they would be the newest power couple. Also, Tiffany was announced as pregnant with his child. They would celebrate the news and the engagement at a public event next week. There was a photo of the two of them accompanying the article. “Have you met the guy, is this him?” I asked Travis. “Yup. That’s him. The man who killed her and turned her into a vampire.” He told me.

Her hands trembled, but she didn’t drop the tray. In the corridor, Thom met her with a folded cloth. “That wasn’t an accident,” he muttered. “I know.” “You should say something. He’d listen.” Sepharine looked back toward the double doors. “He didn’t even look at me.” “You nearly died for him.” “I’m beginning to think that was a mistake.” --- That night, the manor buzzed with plans for Draven’s upcoming birthday. Fiona beamed in the parlor. “We’ll announce the official betrothal after the toast. I want the chandeliers to reflect the ring.”

The Dj started the music and everyone got busy buying drinks and dancing. "There you are, you have to come with me." Hailey yelled at the top of her voice dragging her brother by the hand, towards the passage that leads to his office. "What's going on Hailey?" Marcel asked the minute they got into the office. "Have you seen this?" Hailey asked unlocking her phone and handing it over to her brother. "Seen what?" Marcel asked not yet staring at the phone screen. "Just see for yourself." Hailey groaned. Marcel sighed then read what's on the phone screen.. "Abigail Weston engaged to Mark Donald and set to marry on sunday."

Well, I actually do have a wedding to plan! Once my fiance gets divorced, of course. But that’s all happening tomorrow. It better be happening. On the flight home Trey was really quiet. Too quiet and glued to his phone. I found myself scrolling through Halsey’s social media and it was full of Toby. Her and Toby out and about. Swimming, dancing. They seemed like the perfect couple … online anyhow.

News websites, blogs, t*****r threads and engagement posts were already talking about it. I headed to I*******m and the official statement was already streaming. Ophelia Wren and Alessandre Marcello are engaged. The two, who bumped into each other unexpectedly at a recent charity gala, have decided to give each other another chance. We wish them luck. There was a photo attached of him and I in Paris, six years ago. My head was on his shoulder and he had his hand around my waist. I was smiling like a lovesick fool, unaware of the heartbreak that waited just around the corner.