An entire wall was covered with photo booth pictures we took each month. On every anniversary, he gave me a diamond ring. Now, three drawers overflowed with jewelry boxes. Limited-edition dolls. Rare collectibles. Every item a testament to his love. Before Vivian came along, I truly believed we would grow old together. I wiped my tears, then started tearing down the photos one by one, throwing them into the trash. I boxed up all his gifts and set them aside. I would return everything to him before I left. Just as I was sorting my things, I heard a commotion downstairs. I stepped out into the hallway and looked down over the railing. The servants were carrying in large boxes of jewelry and luxury goods. Vivian stood in the living room, gently shaking her head. "This is too much. I only mentioned I liked them, and you nearly bought out the entire auction house." Damien looked down at her, smiling tenderly. "If it makes you happy, that's all that matters. A good mood will make your delivery easier." Then he looked up and spotted me. His expression froze. "Estelle, I'm sorry. Vivian was upset after her appointment, so I took her to the auction to lift her spirits. If there's anything you want, I'll take you shopping next time." I was quiet for a moment before answering softly. "You've already given me more than enough. Just focus on buying things for Vivian." He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Vivian tugged his hand and rubbed her eyes. "I'm so sleepy. I think the baby wants to rest. Can you help me to the bedroom?" A flicker of concern crossed his face as he quickly supported her. "Walk slowly. Don't trip. Why didn't you tell me earlier you were tired? What if you fall asleep and hurt yourself?" He did not spare me another glance as he guided Vivian toward the master bedroom. A sharp pain pierced my chest. That bedroom had once been meant for me and Damien. He poured his heart into designing it and told me with solemn tenderness. "No one else can step foot in here. I want to keep it a secret until our wedding day, when I'll personally take your hand and bring you into this room." In the end, the room he created for me… already belonged to her.