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Camera light flashed everywhere as reporters tried to get a good angle of my face. Some screaming at the top of their lungs for a minute of my time to ask a few questions.

This was the one thing I hated the most.

As I navigate my way through all this with the aid of my bodyguards, my phone begins to ring. Checking the screen, it's Nora. So I refused to pick.

But this kept on even as I got into the car and made my way towards my parents place so I switched it off.

I couldn't wait to get home to see Angel's expression. To hold her in my arms. To hear her answer to my proposal.