Her Dilemma​

Summary

The company retreat was supposed to end with a fireworks display, but my fiancée’s pet assistant, Chad, decided to provide his own. There, under the cascading explosions of light, he dropped to one knee.

He held out a diamond ring. “Willow,” he declared for all to hear, “marry me.”

He was proposing to my fiancée, right in front of me. My colleagues shot me a fleeting glance, a flicker of pity, before turning back to the main event, instantly erasing me from the scene.

“Say yes! Say yes!” they chanted.