The daylight was intense, the summer wind hot and stifling.
When Ryder Sharp looked at Sydney Sawyer, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She thought he was doubting the truth of what she'd just said.
She quickly added,
"Ryder, it's probably true. You can go look for yourself if you don't believe me."
Sydney Sawyer said, pointing outside.
Ryder Sharp didn't say a word, simply walking over to the window.
From there, he could see everything happening in front of the Lockwood family's courtyard without needing to go out.
The man pushing the cart of roses wasn't alone; several others in sharp suits arrived soon after.
They had an expensive luxury car with pink balloons tied to it. The trunk was filled with gifts decorated with roses, and there were even fireworks, likely to be set off if the confession was successful.
They unfurled a banner with a line of text on it:
[Sylvie Lockwood, I like you. Be my girlfriend.]
