About Paid to Disappear on His Proposal Night Novel
After two years with Darryl Griffin, I found a ring in his coat pocket. The next day, he handed me two hundred bucks and told me to book a hotel for the night—emphasizing I shouldn't come home without warning. Convinced he was planning a surprise proposal, I skipped the hotel and rushed to my parents' house, gushing about everything. But as the night dragged on, my phone stayed silent. Suspicion gnawed at me, so I crept back home.