THE PROPOSAL
Henry Vance was completely overjoyed. Standing before him was the exact same little girl who used to keep him company by the high iron fence of his estate back home. Whenever her parents left her with her grandmother, she would sneak inside his walls, her small hands dirtied as they tended the gardens together. She used to be so fierce back then, proudly calling herself "little madam Miles." Henry had laughed every single time she placed her hands on her waist, claiming she would protect him from any bad people including Fred, who used to try and send her away whenever she overstayed her welcome. He remembered her as chubby and clumsy, always talking about her dream of becoming a fashion designer. She had promised him that one day, she would own her very own fashion and design empire. Whe
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