Kayden
I stood angrily at the entrance of Leo and Miller's room, the tablet gripped tightly in my hand as the proposal video played on loop for the third time.
The screen glowed with the beautiful but now disastrous footage: Rhys dropping to one knee on the lantern-lit sand, my tearful acceptance, the fireworks exploding overhead in brilliant bursts of gold and rose, and all of us cheering like fools in the background.
It should have been a private, perfect memory. Instead, it was now public property, spreading across the internet like wildfire.
Leo sat up in bed so fast that the sheet slipped dangerously low on his chest and his eyes widened in pure panic as he stared at the tablet. "Oh my God," he gasped, his voice cracking. "I must have uploaded it last night! I remember fumbling with my phone when the video started playing and I was trying to silence it. I must have hit the wrong button. Shit, shit, shit!"
