After I left, Garrett fell apart.
For 3 straight months, he pulled every connection he had.
He searched everywhere and checked every exit record, but found no trace of me.
I had always stayed right where he could see me whenever he turned around. This time, I had vanished without a single clue.
He pushed open the villa's front door. Everything inside looked exactly the same.
My usual skincare products still sat on the vanity, and all my clothes remained in the walk-in closet.
Even the book I had been reading lay upside down on the nightstand—like I had only stepped out for a moment.
But Garrett knew I was gone.
Suddenly, his eyes locked onto a velvet jewelry box on it.
His hands shook as he opened it. Inside was a diamond ring.
It was the ring he had used to propose to me.
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