The group chat had six members: my parents, Zayven's parents, Zayven, and me.
Above were the messages between our two families discussing the engagement date, along with the photo of the banquet hall that Mrs. Ruelle had sent.
Further down was a message Zayven had sent himself.
Zayven: How about June 28? It's the day after our second anniversary, and Lena likes that date.
The profile picture and name were exactly the same as the ones in Tiffany's chat.
I turned to her. "Zayven and I have been together for almost two years. Our families have already started preparing for our engagement . . . We're engaged."
The conference room fell silent. The only sound was the soft hum of the projector's cooling fan.
Tiffany stared at the sentence on the big screen for a long time. Her lips moved,
