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    She wasn’t one to fuss over regr anniversaries—she often forgot them unless nudged.


    But a proposal? That was a big deal, full of romance, and she wanted it to be wless.


    Sheid out her vision for n.


    Moved by her heartfelt effort, he didn’t hesitate. “Count me in. I’ll make sure it’s perfect.”


    “Thanks, n,” Freya said, her shoulders rxing with relief.


    Greta and Riley would capture every moment on video, preserving the romance and beauty of the night.


    After their talk, Freya headed home and let Ellis know she was on her way. At dinner, Ellis got a text from n. It said he had something urgent on the 12th and couldn’t help.


    Ellis’s face clouded, his thoughts hidden.


    “You okay?” Freya asked, her voice warm with concern.


    “It’s nothing,” Ellis said, firing off a quick text to see if he could rearrange things, then setting his phone down.


    Without n, his perfect proposal would have a small crack. He wanted Freya to look back on their moment without a single regret.


    “Your face says otherwise,” Freya teased, mimicking his usual tone.


    Ellis’s eyes flicked to her, a yful glint in them. “Can you read my mind through my face now?”


    Freya stayed quiet. He’d caught her off guard before, so she let the moment pass.


    Ellis studied her, thinking about n’s sudden change of heart after meeting her. Was n’s “urgent” matter tied to her?


    “Freya,” Ellis called, his voice deep and smooth.


    “Yeah?”


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    “What did you and n get up to today?”


    “Not much,” Freya said lightly. “He was dodging a blind date, so he asked for my help.”


    Ellis’s gaze lingered. “That’s all?”


    “Yup.”


    “Nothing else came up?”


    “Nope.”


    “Really?” Ellis asked, his casual tone making Freya’s heart skip a beat.


    She worried he’d picked up on something.


    “I heard you two talked about more,” Ellis said, testing her. “Earlier today, when you were in the bathroom with your phone, that was n, right?”


    Freya pressed her lips together. He was sharp, as always.


    Her silence only fueled his suspicion. n’sst-minute bailout had to be connected to Freya. What could be so big that he’d skip helping with the proposal?


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