The moment those words left my mouth, his face lost all color.
"Claire, I love you."
His confession sounded almost ridiculous to me.
"So this is what you call love? Watching me, punishing me, and forcing me to live every day in fear of you?"
With every word I said, his expression grew paler.
This man, who had always been arrogant and untouchable, slowly lowered himself onto one knee in front of me.
Then he took a small box out of his pocket.
The blue velvet box opened.
Inside was an exquisitely crafted pink diamond necklace.
He looked up at me.
A faint trace of hope flickered in his deep blue eyes.
"I didn't know how to love someone before. But can you give me a chance to learn how to do it right from now on?"
I laughed.
Tears were still streaming down my face.
"Ethan, is the
