Ethan's POV
I was one of the happiest men on earth when Emma accepted my proposal.
I was in my bedroom drinking my coffee she had prepared. I insisted she stay longer with me.
"You know you're no longer my maid, right? You're my fiancee now."
She looked at her ring. She was still memorized by its presence on her finger. "Mr. Hollen," she began, but I cut her off.
"Emma, baby, call me Ethan, please."
"Ethan. There's something I have to say."
"I'm listening, sweetheart."
"I can't accept this ring. This doesn't feel right. I can't do this."
I was puzzled and disappointed. My happiness was short lived. "Why not? You accepted it last night."
"That's because I didn't want to refuse it in front of your grandmother and your friends. I have feelings for you but you're still engaged to Sha
