Engaged to Mr. Blackwood

Anna sat alone in the sitting room, wearing a simple but elegant dress that touched her knees. Sunlight streamed in through the tall windows and danced on the plush carpet, but Anna didn't pay much attention to her fancy surroundings.

She was focused on her hand, where a single diamond ring sparkled on her thin finger, and she smiled as she remembered the beautiful moment of the previous night, when Maxwell got down on one knee and asked her to spend the rest of her life with him.

Anna’s attention was called to the sound of footsteps climbing down the stairs and she quickly changed her position, hiding her smile.

"Ready to go, beautiful?" he asked, his voice laced with a sleepiness that only made him seem more endearing.

Anna's heart did a little skip. "Yes," she replied, the single word holding a universe of emotions. She stood up immediately, hiding the ring she had been obsessively admiring behind her back.

He crossed the room in three long strides, pulling her close. The warmth of