Cole’s POV

Amelia and I walked hand in hand, heading for the restaurant by the seaside.

Everything was thorough bliss.

I wanted to protect her from all distress, uncertainty, and anxiety. As we picked up the menus and took our seats a gentle ocean breeze blew past us.

The restaurant was sophisticated yet welcoming, the ideal setting for private discussions.

Amelia whispered her fingers grazing the rim of her wine glass. “This is lovely.”

I looked at her intently and said, “ I ...