Meryl's POV
Andre dropped to one knee right there in the middle of the crowded restaurant, and my world tilted completely off its axis. Before I could process what was happening, he reached into his jacket and produced a small velvet box that made my heart stop beating entirely.
Time froze.
What was he doing?
My lungs forgot how to work as I stood there like a statue, watching this impossible scene unfold. Around us, other diners began to notice. Gasps rippled through the room, followed by excited whispers and the unmistakable sound of chairs scraping as people turned to watch. Someone shouted encouragement while phones appeared like magic, camera flashes creating a constellation of light around us.
