*Olivia*

I was bouncing in my seat with excitement as the limo pulled up to the front of the compound, but Gio kept a tight hold on my hand.

The hand with my engagement ring on it.

I bounced a little harder, and he smiled at me indulgently.

“Carina, a more jealous man than I might think you were more excited to show Dahlia the ring than to receive it,” he chided softly.

I laughed. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m probably not ...