ELIZABETH'S POV

“Lauren Darrow, would you marry me?” Roman asked as he bent down on one knee right in front of Lauren.

  Wait, what?

  What was happening here?

  For a good second, I honestly thought maybe I misheard him, like the words came out wrong or my brain twisted them into something else. But no, everyone around the room reacted instantly. The staff who had been quietly standing in the background were suddenly arranged like some perfectly planned backdrop. Tessa already had her phone lifted so high you’d think she had been rehearsing this moment for weeks, and her mouth was hanging open in excitement. My eyes finally landed back...