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

man dressed sharply in a suit held

couldn't help

privileged, carefree heir before. Today, she saw his professional, meticulous, and

conversation over 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 realized his financial

then again,

making money. The world of these golden boys was far more complex than she had imagined. Thus, gracefully stepping back was

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

their relationship

to the

escort her

didn't stick around. He watched her walk away before

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

finished paying the

ran into his

nearly a year ago. She

Qu

into dinner plans and flirtatious teases, taking him quite

needed to leave urgently.