55. Sarah: The bid

Sarah’s Point of view:

As we stepped out of the house, I was astonished to see a sleek limousine waiting by the curb.

Ethan chuckled at my wide-eyed expression. "I rented a limo," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "We're arriving in style, my love."

I grinned, feeling like royalty. "You're really pulling out all the stops, aren't you?"

Ethan offered his hand, helping me into the luxurious vehicle. "Only the best for you," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

As we settled into the limo's plush interior, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this fairy-tale evening.

The city lights blurred outside our window as we glided toward our destination. Ethan's hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with mine.

"Are you ready for tonight?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. "I was born ready."

Ethan's eyes crinkled at the corners. "That's my girl."

The limo pulled up to the charity event's grand entrance, where paparaz