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Was Ashton captivated by my beauty?

I had always thought his heart was as tough as his rugged exterior, immune to such charms. But it seemed the saying about men being visual creatures held some truth after all.

Even though I knew I had his attention, I deliberately ran my fingers through my wavy hair, letting it cascade over one shoulder.

His eyes darkened, and his expression became colder. I couldn’t figure out why his mood had shifted so suddenly, nor did I care enough to guess.

I cut straight to the point. “So, are you going to agree to my proposal, Mr. Drake?”

“What?” His gaze had already shifted away from me.

I chuckled lightly.

Was he pretending not to hear me? Or had he suddenly developed selective amnesia?

“Be my boyfriend. Temporarily,” I repeated, reminding him of what I had asked the night before.

Ashton didn’t respond immediately. His eyes were fixed on something in the distance.

Following his gaze, I noticed the Ferris wheel slowly turning, its cabins rising higher and higher.

Victor had mentioned that Logan planned to propose to me. Could the Ferris wheel be part of his plan?

I squinted, trying to spot anything unusual at the top of the ride.

Just then, Ashton spoke, his voice low and steady. “What do you mean by temporary?”

“I mean, be my boyfriend just until Logan’s obsession with me dies down. After that, we go back to being… nothing.”

I felt a pang of guilt as I laid out the terms. It felt wrong to reduce Ashton to a tool for my plan, especially knowing how he felt about me.

After swallowing hard, I rephrased my explanation. “We wouldn’t actually be dating. It’s just for show- to make Logan think we’re together.”

“And why should I agree to that?” Ashton asked, his tone calm but firm.

I avoided his gaze, suddenly feeling awkward. I wouldn’t have even asked if it weren’t for Nora’s endless urging last night and Logan’s increasingly erratic behavior.

A breeze tousled my hair, and I brushed it aside before continuing, “Because you’re the most suitable person for the role, and…”

I hesitated.

I wanted to be honest about why I thought he was perfect for this, but bringing up his past confession -that he wanted to marry me and had feelings for me–felt manipulative.

“And?” Ashton prodded, his piercing gaze unwavering.

I smiled sheepishly. “Nothing.”

“You were going to say I mentioned wanting to marry you and that I have feelings for you, weren’t

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you?” he stated bluntly, cutting through my hesitation like a knife.

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I met his eyes directly.

at me, his expression unreadable. His silence stretched on, and under his steady gaze, my heart began to race. I felt a flush creeping

way of silently rejecting

tension and save face, I ran my fingers through my hair again and said lightly, “If yo

turned to leave, but Ashton’s hand shot out, blocking my path.

he said.

up at him in surprise.

only if it’s real,” he added,

meet his, and the intensity in his gaze caught me off guard.

If things don’t work out, we can break up. But I won’t be

hung in the

an unmistakable authority in his voice, an unyielding resolve that left no

man who would

wanted him for appearances, a way to get

was absolutely out of the

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a moment before I blurted out angrily, “Has he completely lost

has indeed been acting irrationally lately,” Victor said, his tone apologetic.

to me that everything–the wedding dresses, the rings–was orchestrated by Logan. Victor

trying to do? Make me hate him even more?” I asked,

is thinking. But one thing

one thing for others to say that, but how can you say it? Do you honestly

silent, unable

going to play along with his

been blaming myself for how things ended between you and Mr. Mercer. If it weren’t for me, the two of you might not have reached this point,” Victor admitted, his voice filled with

weren’t for that incident, I might not have had the courage to end things with Logan.” I paused before continuing, “But

I was the one who delivered the final blow,” Victor

say, Victor. If you still want to blame yourself, that’s your choice. But if Logan fires you because of this,

“Ms. Hart, have you found a

I replied vaguely, not wanting to give him–or Logan–any information

unpredictable, and I didn’t want him finding out about

breath. I couldn’t believe Logan had gone so far as to plan a

conversation from the night before, I decided to

him:

now. When

was still early, and he was

phone aside and tried to shake off the lingering frustration. After a quick shower,

I arrived at the cemetery, I noticed something unusual. A bouquet of daisies sat

flowers looked like they had been left

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My parents had passed away over a decade ago, and apart from Ethan, Tessa, and

if they

the lilies I had brought–my mom’s favorite flowers–in their place.

on the tombstone, a familiar ache resurfaced in my chest. Yet, I

whispered, “have you missed me? I’ve been dreaming about

I

Dad, Logan and I broke up. I’m sorry I couldn’t

to marry.