Silas tightened his arms around her as he spoke as if fearing she might escape him.

A warm blush crept up Rose's chest, a pleasant tingle settling in her heart. Her voice dipped to a playful whisper, more of a tease than a scold. "Well, at least you know you're being sneaky."

"Rosie." Silas couldn't tear his gaze away. A captivating blush painted Rose's pale face as he murmured, "Well, you're just as cunning. You're the sneak who's stolen my heart."

Rose found herself at a loss for words.

She remembered listening to Alyssa chatter about her family and Silas. He had such a handsome face. Yet, he was so dense and cheesy that it raised concerns for him.

It seemed Alyssa was right.

Silas noticed her sudden silence and fell into a surge of panic. He turned her to face him. "Are you still upset with me?"

"Silas Taylor."

Silas' panic intensified at the sound of Rose addressing him by his full name. Unconsciously, he swallowed hard.

the Emerson family. I am a disgrace. Even the Emersons would come to me and cause

as though she was tearing a piece of her heart away with each word uttered. "You deserve

why you might feel this way about me, and perhaps one of them

the initial rush fades, you'll see what I see—love is fleeting and nothing but trouble. You come from a good place, and even if you don't

it's forever marked. Today was just a glimpse, a

and insecurity. Her extravagant creations were a carefully crafted facade, a shield to

her prestigious Emerson name, Rose felt adrift, a life without roots. She could

good qualities or the depth of his

necessary. She couldn't bear the thought of a future where

avoid the inevitable heartbreak, she would rather not start it at

about your background for

"So what, Rose? It doesn't change a thing. I see

composure. "Silas, is this some kind of prosecutorial

to know the real you!" Silas

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