Desiree’s POV

I'm not sure how I should feel because I can't tolerate how people stare at me. It seemed as though I was melting with embarrassment and anxiety.

Alexander turned to face me and walked slowly towards me, taking my hand in his and placing it on his chest, where his heartbeats every second. I appreciate how he looks at me as if he's in love with me, and how he can persuade me with every gesture he makes.

I raised my two brows because I had no idea what he was up to while all eyes were on us.

"On this day, I'd like to apologize for everything...