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“I’m happy, Ross.”

“That’s all that matters to me,” he said. He took her hand and massaged it, his giant thumbs digging into her muscles and bones. “And for the rest of our lives I will look after you.”

Then he took something from his pocket and handed it to her. “It’s yours from the auction,” he said. “Keep every penny of it. I can recommend some good investments. In a few years you can pretty much live off it.”

Angel tore open the envelope. Her eyes shrank. For the rest of the afternoon she couldn’t speak at all. But every few minutes she would turn and give Ross a tight hug around his waist, and he knew what she meant.

That night Angelgot ready with especial care. She washed her hair and styled it up elegantly. While Ross banged away on his Macbook in the master bedroom, she dressed herself and put on some makeup. Angel wore a silky taupe dress and a pair of sparkling diamond earrings Ross had bought for her from the Colombian Emerald Jewelers. She tacked on her sandals and put only a few things in her purse— a shell, a comb, some of the makeup. These days her life was so simple and beautiful.

Ross looked up from his work as she slipped out of the bathroom.

“How do I look?”

“You could wear a flour sack and I would still be struck dumb by you.” He stood up and caught her hand. “Turn, let me see…”

She turned and the dress floated around her legs. He grinned at her, the two dimples making her heart ache. “If we weren’t already late…”

Their driver took them twenty minutes to another part of the shoreline. Angel stepped out into the beautiful hot summer night, gasping as a flock of flamingos suddenly took flight overhead.

“Where do they go?” She asked Ross.

“I have no idea.”

Ross took her hand. “Hungry?”

“Not really,” she admitted, stepping carefully over the fallen pink blossoms of a tree as she crossed the pavement. Soon her feet were sinking in pale white sand. She shucked off her shoes and walked through it with Ross.

Ross held onto her hand tightly, the other going to the pocket where the diamond Cartier ring sat nestled in its sleeve, a promise of the future he intended to give her. He stared down at his loving Angel, his future wife.

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