Gasps rippled through the restaurant. Phones lifted instantly. Someone whispered, “Oh my God.”
“Marry me, Madison,” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear.
The diamond ring sparkled under the chandelier, absurdly bright, like something from a movie scene designed for strangers instead of real people.
My heart pounded — not from shock, but from dread.
Because Nathaniel Hayes never acted without a reason.