Chapter 130 Parisian Promises

• Rachel POV
• Paris unfolded before us like a love letter, its cobblestone streets gleaming under the soft September sun, the air crisp with the scent of fresh croissants, roasted chestnuts, and the faint musk of the Seine, a city that hummed with romance, with history, with the promise of happiness.
• A happiness that wrapped around me as I walked hand-in-hand with Jeremy, his calloused fingers a vow that anchored me, his engagement ring sparkling on my finger, a diamond that caught the Parisian light, a vow sealed in the Morrow mansion’s dining room, a love blessed by Nick and Scarlett’s acceptance, a love that had survived the darkest storms.