78. Terms of Temptation

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PENELOPE

The sky was painted in soft shades of pink and violet, the dying sun bleeding across the horizon like a promise of something beautiful. Evening had always been my favorite-quiet, warm, and full of hope.

And tonight, hope was all I carried.

I skipped up the stone pathway toward the house, my heart racing faster with every step.

In my hand was a small velvet box.

Inside it lay the rings.

A custom-made pair-king and queen.

His and mine.

My lips curved into a nervous smile as I tightened my grip around it.

Tonight... I was going to propose to Sean Anderson.

The thought alone made my stomach twist.

Excitement.

Fear.

Love.

Everything was tangled together inside me.

What if he said no?

What if I was moving too fast?

I exhaled sharply, trying to steady my thoughts.

It had only been a few months since we started dating, but with Sean, every moment felt heavier... deeper... dangerous in a way that made my heart surrender without question.

He treated me like I was precious.

Like I belonged to him.

Like I was the center of his ruthless world.

And maybe that was why I was doing this.

Because loving Sean Anderson had never felt temporary.

It felt inevitable.

Getting into my dream college should have been the happiest moment of my life.

But instead of celebrating, all I could think about was distance.

Long nights.

Busy schedules.

Less time together.

And fear.

Fear that one day he would grow tired of waiting for me.

Tired of me.

Sean was many things-powerful, cold, untouchable.

And men like him weren't known for patience.

So I made my decision.

If the world wanted to pull us apart, then I would tie us together first.

An engagement.

A promise.

A claim.

People said it was strange for a girl to propose.

But I never cared about traditions.

Not when my heart was on the line.

Not when it came to him.

And tonight... after months of hiding, of sneaking around, of loving him in silence-

I was finally going to tell my family the truth.

That I was in love.

Madly.

Dangerously.

Irrevocably.

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