Ella's POV:
The night was a whirlwind of emotions. Even after we'd returned to the penthouse, I couldn't stop staring at the ring on my finger, a symbol of something I never thought we'd reach, a real engagement. My mind replayed Arec's words over and over, each one sinking deeper into my heart.
I glanced over at him as he loosened his tie and set it on the kitchen counter. He looked relaxed, a faint smile still lingering on his face. The thought that he had planned everything tonight, all for me, made my chest tighten with gratitude and something deeper, something that scared and thrilled me at the same time.
"You're staring," Arec said, smirking as he caught my gaze.
"Can you blame me?" I shot back, holding up my hand so the ring caught the light. "You've officially ruined me for any other proposals."
"Good." He walked over, his hands finding my waist as he pulled me closer. "Because there won't be any other proposals. Just this one."
