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."

you know it was a

dressed sharply in a suit

Roseanne couldn't help but

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

the stock fluctuations of

again, thinking

circle of friends, including Corley, none were 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

now. Thanks for the ride," Roseanne said as Corley's car could only stop

that their relationship

the point

escort her to

her walk away before he drove

you guys vanish to? I turn around,

finished

he ran

year ago. She

Qu

plans and flirtatious teases, taking him quite an effort to

had something come up and needed to leave urgently. I dropped her off," Corley explained