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The lights di to a stop, and so does all the conversations

“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen”

I turn to face the stage, seeing Ryat stand in the middle with athe annual house of Lords ceremony”

I take another sip

“It’s been a long four years,” he says, running his hand across his chin as in thought

I froondering what he means by that

“As a Lord, we’re taught to never accept defeat To never give up on ant”

His eyes are looking pastat and regret it the moment I do It’s Matt He stands there, dressed in a suit and tie like the others, and his girlfriend is wearing a black sequined dress with a plunging neckline to show off her assets Giving theain

“Some of us will never know defeat Others will never know victory,” Ryat goes on “But what I can tell you is those who don’t try will never knohat they are capable of”

I take a sip of the chane

“Blakely,” he calls out my name

And I snort intoit didn’t spill on ain! Last time, I left a party here covered in alcohol

I look up at him wide-eyed

He stands there, looking every bit of a powerful man dressed in an expensive tux, hair slicked back and clean shaven He’s so gorgeous

“For those of you who don’t know, Blakely is my chosen”

What is he doing? My hand holding the flute starts to shake

“Soet lucky in life And I can say that I’m the luckiest man in this room”

Oh, God No no no

“Just look at her” He gestures toband The thought that he’s , breathtaking, good hearted and a hundred percent mine”