Chapter 175 Roses Didn't Bloom

• "He’s not here yet, Brit. He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago. Do you think he changed his mind? Did he back out?" Ethan’s voice was frantic as he paced back and forth, tugging at his shirt cuffs for the umpteenth time. His nerves had overtaken him completely, and every passing minute felt like an eternity.
• The garden was breathtaking. It looked like a scene out of a dream, with every detail meticulously arranged. Colorful birds chirped softly from cages, their songs blending with the scent of roses, lavender and jasmine that filled the air. The sun-like lamps lit in every corner bathed the space in a golden hue, adding to the magical ambiance. Ethan had worked hard to make everything perfect for this day—their day. But as the minutes ticked by, his heart raced faster, uncertainty eating him up.
• "Relax, Ethan. He wouldn't back out," Britney’s voice came through the phone, trying to soothe him. "Have you called him yet?"