Elian's breath caught, his mind blank for a heartbeat as Izan's words echoed in his head, "Will you marry me, Elian Montclair?" The question repeated, slow and surreal, resonating like a bell tolling through his thoughts. He stood frozen, his heart hammering as he tried to make sense of what was happening, yet the world around him felt like it had slipped into a dream, a soft haze where only the gleam of the sapphire ring and the quiet intensity of Izan's gaze felt real.
The ring was exquisite, a delicate band crafted from polished platinum, catching the moonlight with a subtle gleam. Its center held a striking sapphire, a deep, oceanic blue that seemed to pull Elian in, as if holding secrets of its own. The sapphire was surrounded by a halo of tiny diamonds, each one shimmering like a captured star, accentuating the stone's rich hue.
