He walked into the room with a bouquet of the reddest roses I’d ever laid eyes on. I placed my hand in front of my face to see what had done the damage to my eye and was taken aback instantly. The pretty, sparkling diamond rested on my finger as if it truly belonged there. I looked from Luca and then to my hand and then to Luca again. “What have you done?” I asked. “Put a ring on it,” he told me, placing the roses on the table next to the bed and getting on one knee. I quickly sat up and tossed my legs over the bed. “You’re serious?” I asked. “Very fucking serious,” he assured me. “Oh my God.
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