ISABELLA’S P.O.V.
I had never been a hopeless romantic or one of those girls who daydreamed about her wedding day but when I thought that moment when a man would propose to me, I thought it would be after years of dating at a cute restaurant with our family and friends. I thought about him being on one knee with a massive ring. I did not expect to be proposed to in the bathroom of a nightclub.
After Lorenzo finished speaking, I laughed and walked out then proceeded to ignore him for the rest of the night but he didn’t stop there. He came back every night for the next week to repeat his offer. It was cute at first but then it started to get frustrating because everyone began to notice. It was no secret that he was interested in me and I worried it would affect my job.
After one full week
