Darren
As I sat in my office, I couldn't help but notice the shock on my assistant Leo's face. I had just told him that I intended to marry Marghie, and understandably, he was taken aback. Leo finally found his voice and asked the question that had prompted my decision.
"Sir Darren, why would you want to get married now? Your problems with whoever framed you and wants you dead are still far from resolved," he said with genuine concern in his eyes.
I sighed and leaned back in my chair, contemplating my answer. It was a question I had asked myself as well. Why now, in the midst of all this chaos?
"I like Marghie," I finally replied, my voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty. It was a simple statement, but it held a world of emotions. Leo raised an eyebrow, clearly waiting for a more det
