Emily's POV
The night was perfect.
Or at least, it was supposed to be.
The yacht swayed gently beneath my heels, the soft lapping of waves blending seamlessly with the orchestral melody floating through the speakers. The city skyline shimmered in the distance, a breathtaking blur of gold and silver against the dark water.
The air smelled of salt, expensive cologne, and roses.
So many damn roses.
Tessa really out did herself. I told her to hire a surprise event planner last minute and paid for everything using the black card the boys gave me. I didn't know how it would turn out but they really did great, I was impressed and I hope the boys were too if not, I might just jump into sea once they reject me.
That was a joke! But it would devastate me if they rejected me.
Scarlet petals
