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?" Roseanne was

in a suit held a bouquet of roses

Roseanne couldn't

heir before. Today, she saw his professional,

earlier conversation over dinner had touched on her field of study, and Corley had casually mentioned the stock fluctuations of

then again, thinking

The world of these golden boys was far more complex than she had imagined.

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

that their relationship

the point

escort her

stick around. He watched her walk away before he

guys vanish to? I turn around, only

finished paying the

ran

nearly a year ago.

Qu

plans and flirtatious teases, taking him quite an

up and needed to leave urgently.