I leaned against his shoulder. "I want strawberry cake."
"Alright." He kissed the top of my head. "I'll get you the biggest one."
The sirens faded into the distance. The setting sun stretched our shadows long across the ground, overlapping until they became one, inseparable.
The crystal chandeliers at the auction hall glittered so brightly they were almost blinding.
The moment I walked in with my arm looped through Victor's, every gaze snapped toward us. The same socialites who once whispered behind my back now craned their necks, eager to see.
"Nervous?" Victor squeezed my hand.
I shook my head.
The diamond necklace at my collarbone swayed gently, a gift he had given me that morning to match my gown.
"Mr. Blackwood!" The host hurried over, all smiles. "And this is…?"
"My fiancée,
