The room grew quiet.
“Over time, I discovered that you’re more than your wealth. You’re a woman who has been hurt, who still knows how to be generous, who can laugh at herself, and who has the courage to trust again even after people have disappointed her.”
Raquel’s smile trembled.
“I know people will talk about our age difference. I know some will assume I am using you. I cannot promise that I will never make mistakes, and I cannot promise that the world will be kind to us.”
He reached into his pocket and took out a small ring box.
“But I can promise that I will never ask you to earn my love by paying for it. I want to build a life with you, not because you can give me everything, but because I want to share my life with you.”
He knelt.
“Raquel, will you marry me?”
