The Proposal That Wasn’t Mine

The company organized a team-building trip to Colmar.

I discovered my boyfriend was planning to propose to me when everyone gathered to watch the sunset.

But that evening, he got down on one knee with a ring—for someone else.

"Sherry, I'm willing to be the baby's father. Marry me!"

Sherry, the woman Frederick had been in love with for ten years.

I watched the two embrace intimately in the glow of the setting sun.

I turned around, booked a trip departing in three days, then went home.

A year later, when I returned and we met again, Frederick grabbed me, his eyes bloodshot.