How did they get here?

I don’t need to think hard to know that a fierce showdown is coming my way. But why is everything so coincidental?

Jim is the one who brought me here, and how did Clarie even know about this place? She just had to show up at the perfect time, right when Jim was proposing.

A chill runs through my finger as the large diamond ring, about the size of a goose egg, slips onto my ring finger. Before I can even react, Jim has already kissed the back of my hand. His casually tousled dark hair looks undeniably sexy, yet my gaze is fixed on...