Nora’s POV
The morning sun painted the skyline in soft gold as Collins pulled his car to a stop in front of my office building. I leaned in and kissed his cheek, his cologne lingering on my nose.
“I’d love to see you again around noon, sweetheart,” I said, flashing him a smile as I stepped out, heels clicking confidently on the pavement.
He grinned and gave me a quick wave before driving off.
As I walked through the glass doors, I felt radiant, light on my feet, like my heart was dancing. I wasn’t just the young CEO anymore. I was someone’s fiancée. Collins’ fiancée. The thought sent a rush of warmth through me.
“Good morning, Miss Nora, and congratulations!” Emma greeted cheerfully, her gaze locked on my hand.
I glanced at the ring and laughed softly. “Thank you, dear. But it’s not
