Prologue
I couldn’t believe this. This was actually happening, and in front of a cafe of all places.
I was being proposed.
I couldn’t help but look at the guy: His olive-toned skin, gorgeous dark black hair with hints of brown mixed in, and those eyes. They were a luscious hazel that I couldn’t help but be in awe of.
Everyone was looking right at us. It felt somewhat awkward, but I just knew I had to say the words.
When Joseph Vincent proposed to me in front of the cafe, I only had one word to reply: No.
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How to start off a story: Begin with a marriage rejection. More to that in the next chapter!
