Carina's pov.

I rubbed the ring on my ring finger, feeling speechless at the state of affairs at the moment.

I made another call to Elvis.

"Yes, I was going to do that, but didn't you disagree with Diana's proposal? I'm going to pull out."

"That's none of my business, I don't care at all, I just wish you'd stop being redundant."

I hung up the phone, still feeling a tinge of annoyance, but I also wondered what I would do to Eric if he did something similar.

"Carina?"

The assistant interrupted my thoughts.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Did the dress go well? Any design ingenuity? I can give feedback...