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Chapter 11
“You look beautiful today.”
…What?
I blinked, stunned. That was the last thing I expected Mason to say.
I was wearing nothing but a T–shirt and jeans. No makeup. My hair was tied up with a pencil like some lazy art student.
And he was calling me beautiful?
Awkwardly, I took the bouquet he handed me.
Endless Summer. A hydrangea symbolizing love that never fades.
It used to be my favorite flower
But after Chloe told him she was allergic to pollen, Mason stopped buying flowers altogether. He said it would interfere with her work.
So the house stayed flowerless. And I stopped receiving them.
Funny, looking back, how much I used to care.
I once went so far as to secretly order a bouquet for myself. I hid outside the shop, waiting for Mason to pick it up so I could jump out and surprise him.
But that day, Chloe was with him.
She giggled about her allergies, reading off his schedule and reminding him how busy he was.
I never even touched that bouquet.
Because the moment she fainted, Mason dropped everything including the flowers–to rush her to the hospital.
The surprise I planned turned into humiliation.
That bunch of Endless Summer ended up crushed on the ground
Just like me, standing there in shock.
After that, he never bought me flowers again.
And I stopped liking Endless Summer.
Sabrina, since Mason’s here, I’ll head out. We’ll talk about your designs later,” Rolin said, tactfully stepping away.
I watched him leave, thinking about the revisions I still had to finish–probably by the day after tomorrow.
Lost in thought, I almost missed Mason’s voice.
“Sabrina Marry me.”
I froze
The words hit me like a thunderclap, my mind going blank.
He dropped to one knee.
There was a ring in his hand.
The crowd around us grew louder, strangers clapping and chanting
“Say yes! 5
Say yes!”
This – this was the moment I’d dreamed of for seven years.
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Those two words–Marry me–were the ones I’d begged for in my sleep.
I thought I’d cry with happiness. I thought I’d run to him, kiss him, say yes a hundred times.
But I didn’t
The bouquet slipped from my hands, petals scattering. I bent to pick it up, tumbling.
Mason must have sensed my hesitation.
He stood, quietly pocketed the ring, and picked up the bouquet instead, placing it back in my hands.
Then right there, in front of everyone-
He kissed me.
I tried to pull back, but his lips were relentless, hungry, leaving me breathless.
The cheering around us only fueled him.
I had no strength left, my body going limp against his
rasted blood–he’d bitten my lip.
The metallic tang lingered as he finally swept me off my feet, literally, and carried me away.
The crowd erupted into cheers as we disappeared from the exhibition hall.
Choker 11
