CHAPTER 29

CARMEN

The people in the restaurant were clapping and cheering, a few of them pulling out their phones to record the moment that they believed to be beautiful.

I thought it was a nightmare, all of their attention on us and the possibility of this getting out.

I stared at Jasper and the ring he held in his hands. My jaw was dropped, and there was not a thing I could tell him that would convey just how horrified I was by the situation he had put me in.

“What are you doing, Jasper?” I whispered, glancing around once more before putting all my attention on the man in front of me.

“Taking control of my life and not letting someone take over my life for me. I figured that if I proposed, it would feel less like the duty I’m supposed to perform; think about it.”

Through my panic, I tried to see the sense in what he was saying, and it seemed like a stretch. He was only proposing because the marriage was inevitable. His form of taking control was only trying to take the wheels but still lead us