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."

was

dressed sharply in a suit held

couldn't

just another privileged, carefree heir before. Today, she saw his

dinner had touched on her field of study, and Corley had casually mentioned the stock fluctuations of NexTech Innovations. In just a few sentences, Roseanne

again, thinking

making money. The world of these golden boys was far

place now. Thanks for the ride," Roseanne said as

that their

to the

her

He watched her walk away before

Cliff called. "Where'd you guys vanish to? I turn around, only to

had finished paying

he ran

nearly a year ago.

Qu

dinner plans and flirtatious teases, taking him quite an

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