The vineyard William had purchased for Anna was a breathtakingly beautiful estate nestled in an equally enchanting location.
Situated just forty minutes south of the city's outskirts, the Sunset Rose Vineyard sprawled across a sea of emerald green, with rows of meticulously maintained grapevines and pockets of serene charm.
There was a designated area for wine tastings, complete with rustic wooden tables set beneath the dappled shade of tall, leafy trees—perfect for casual drinks with friends or an intimate, unforgettable wine date.
Originally, Anna had planned to hold the celebration at one of the elegant venues suggested by Amelie Bennett. But William had insisted they host it at the vineyard itself, determined to immerse the guests in the full, authentic experience of wine-making—from vine to glass—while sampling the estate's finest blends right on site.
I agreed to that... but in the end, he didn't even come.
