Author’s POV

Four months later

Alex walked into the room with Alexia. The lights flickered on, revealing the breathtaking sight before her. The penthouse was decorated beautifully—red flowers, red balloons, and delicate ornaments complementing the elegant space.

Alexia turned slightly, her heart pounding, but then her gaze landed on Alex. He was down on one knee, a ring in his hand, his eyes full of love and determination.

She froze, stunned. Of course, she had known he would ...