Erica Vale;
"I'm getting married, Mother!! Oh, I'm going to show him so much love, and just… live! The gift to…to love and be loved in return! Isn't it just… wonderful, Mother??" I remember my naive 23-year-old self yapping to my mother as I twirled around our dining room.
Devon had just got down on one knee and asked me to spend the rest of my life with him.
When I got back home, I couldn't contain my joy. Finally, it had all come together.
Months of work! I saved, took loans, went out of my way to look… and be… presentable enough to catch his eye.
I knew he was the son of a rich empire. The only heir of a rich empire. And he was good-looking too. He had had the school and social media in love with him. And he was an S-class Alpha, too!
To catch the eye of a man like that… I had to be more.
I worked on the way I walked, the way I talked, the way I dressed… I even burned midnight candles to do better in my academics. All so I could catch his eye.
