Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Cruising down Orchid Street, Corley and Roseanne saw a breathtaking sight. Thousands of drones were hanging mid-air, shifting and morphing into various shapes with impeccable coordination. It was a drone show, a spectacle that commanded a starting price in the millions despite lasting barely fifteen minutes.

The area around the venue was bustling, and luckily, the spot Corley and Roseanne stumbled upon offered a prime view. Corley pulled over, and they watched in fascination as the drones danced through the windshield, forming intricate three-dimensional models.

Following Corley's gaze, Roseanne was instantly mesmerized by the luminous display.

Corley teased, "Guess how many drones are up there?"

"Is that even guessable?" Roseanne chuckled.

"Sure is."

"I've got no clue."

"I'd say..." He paused dramatically, "143?"

"Why 143?"

"Well, isn't the whole idea of proposing to love someone?"

The next moment, the drones rearranged themselves in the night sky to spell "Marry me."

did you know it was a proposal?"

a man dressed sharply in a suit held a bouquet

couldn't help but

had pegged Corley as just another privileged, carefree heir before. Today, she saw his professional, meticulous,

and Corley had casually mentioned the stock fluctuations of NexTech Innovations. In just a few sentences, Roseanne realized his financial acumen was

then again, thinking

slackers when it came to making money. The world of these golden boys was far more complex than she had imagined. Thus, gracefully stepping back was her best

Roseanne said as Corley's car could only stop

their relationship

to the point where

escort her

watched her walk away

vanish to? I turn around, only

had finished paying the

he ran into his

nearly a year

Qu

dragging him into dinner plans and flirtatious teases, taking

and needed to leave urgently. I dropped her off,"