A Fabrication of Seven Years

Summary

In the seventh year of my long-distance relationship with my girlfriend Quinn Summers, I quit my job without telling her and traveled more than six-hundred miles to Oceanton.

I only wanted to surprise her and ask her to marry me.

When the receptionist heard I was looking for Quinn, her expression slightly shifted. "Our CEO Ms. Summers is still in a meeting. Please wait a moment."

I was surprised. Quinn had never told me she had been promoted.

During our video call last week, she had even complained about how stressful work was and how far away a promotion felt.