Conrad stopped in his tracks, turning to face her with eyes as calm as a moonlit lake. "Vesper."
"Yeah?"
She paused, tilting her face up to meet his gaze.
"About our engagement."
Though Conrad spoke softly, each word carried the weight of a solemn vow.
"Even if this started as our families' idea, I want it to be your fresh beginning, not chains around your wrists. Any thought, any fear, whisper it to me anytime. The Sterlings will have your back, not lock you down."
No flattery or sweeping promises, just raw, solemn honesty that wrapped around her like armor. Respect for her choices, protection for her freedom, and shoulders strong enough to carry her dreams.
This promise was the twin to that sunflower hairpin he had given her, a matching symbol of hope.
A wave of warmth flooded Ve
