Chapter 112 : The Drive Back to Paris

*Shelby*

The last day of our vacation came far too early. I’d be happy never leaving the castle if I was honest with myself. Instead, it felt like a dream of spending the past ten days with Michael alone in such a seemingly magical place.

The diamond on my ring finger felt increasingly heavy as our trip came closer to an end. However, I loved the way it caught the light sending down rays of sparkles in all directions. I smiled to myself as I folded the last shirt hanging in the closet and put it in my suitcase, placing my ring hand facing up so I could admire my engagement ring.

"Are you ready to go?" Michael asked me, poking his head into the room.

"I don't know if I'll ever be ready to go," I said with a laugh.

"I know what you mean; maybe we could plan a trip together. As soon as you're out for the summer, we could just look at a map, throw a dart, maybe, and go," he said, rubbing my arm.

"I like the sound of that," I said, reaching up on my tippy toes to kiss him.