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Derick’s phone began to ring, disrupting his sleep. He groaned softly as he reached for his phone on the bedside table.

“Hmm.” He moaned, answering without opening his eyes to see who it was.

“Mr. Derick?!” The ear-splitting voice of the event planner he has hired hits his eardrums hard, causing him to flinch.

“Maria?” His eyes opened wide as her voice made his slumber disappear in seconds.

“Yes, it’s me. We have finished the preparations. I sent you a picture already. Can you please get back to me on what else you’d love to add?” She explained to him.

“Oh… yes. Of course, I’ll check it out now. Thank you.” He answered, and the very next minute, she hung up.

He let out a sigh and proceeded to check the pictures she had sent. In the picture was the restaurant where Derick saw Carter for the very first time.

He had booked this restaurant for a week, so it wasn’t open to anyone because of the things he was trying to put in place before the day of the proposal, which happened to be