Chapter 205
Chapter 205:
She moved to the window, gazing at the city lights. Somewhere out there, Rose was waiting for information, believing herself clever, believing herself in control.
“For weeks, Rose has been attacking us, forcing us to defend,” Camille said. “That changes tonight.”
The tracker program hummed quietly, ready to alert them the moment their false information reached its intended recipient. Within days, they would have a direct line to Rose’s location, her plans, her next move.
“Where are we going?” Camille asked as Alexander’s car turned onto an unexpected street. They had left Kane Industries after a long day of final preparations for the Phoenix Grid launch.
Alexander smiled, his eyes on the road. “A small detour. Something I want to show you.”
They rounded a corner, and Boston Memorial Hospital came into view, its glass façade gleaming in the late afternoon sun.
“The hospital?” Camille’s brow furrowed. “Why here?”
“This place matters to us,” Alexander said simply, parking the car. “Where everything began.”
He turned to face her, his expression unusually nervous. “I wanted to bring you back here for a reason.”
Without further explanation, he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box. Camille’s heart stuttered in her chest.
“Alexander,” she breathed.
“I’ve been carrying this for weeks.” He opened the box, revealing a stunning ring—a brilliant diamond set in a platinum phoenix, its wings curving to cradle the stone, tiny rubies forming the eyes.
“I had it designed to represent who you are, not who you were when we first met, but who you became. A woman who rose from the ashes, stronger and more beautiful than before.”
Camille stared at the ring, emotion making it hard to speak. After everything—the betrayal by Stefan, Rose’s attempted murder, rebuilding her life—this moment felt almost unreal. Someone seeing her, truly seeing her, and choosing her.
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“I didn’t plan to do this in a parked car,” Alexander continued with a small smile. “But once I decided to bring you here, to close the circle of our beginning, I couldn’t wait any longer.”
He took the ring from its velvet nest. “Camille, will you marry me?”
Time seemed to stop. Through the windows, hospital staff moved about, unaware of the life-altering moment happening nearby. Camille thought of how far she had come.
The pain she had endured, the strength she had found, the woman she had become.
“Yes,” she said, her voice steady despite the emotion threatening to overwhelm her. “Yes, I will marry you.”
Alexander’s face transformed with joy as he slipped the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly, the phoenix’s wings catching the light as she turned her hand.
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