After taking a sip, I asked, “Are you serious? I thought you wanted to focus on your business first.”
“I’m serious. I have grown the company fifteen fold since taking over from my father. I think now is the right time to focus on us,” he said, smiling sweetly.
His words had made my heart soar, and I said yes without a second thought. He promised to plan the perfect proposal, to make it special.
But on the night he was supposed to propose, the truth hit me like a punch to the gut. I was not his priority. It was always Darla, his childhood friend who had always come first.
Back at the Penthouse, my phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. It was Darla’s latest Instagram post, flaunting their ‘business trip’ once again.
The caption read, [Thank you for granting my wish to go to the Alps Snow Festival. This place is perfect for a romantic getaway, couples, grab your tickets now! :kiss: #UnbreakableBond #MyEverything #BusinessAndPleasure.]
Above the caption was a video capturing the lively festival atmosphere. Rheymond was beside Darla, laughing and chatting with foreigners. They looked like the perfect couple.