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The night Eric Graham proposed to me, his affection score stopped at 99. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting for my answer, but the system suddenly announced, [Mission failed.] I couldn't believe it. He had promised me marriage and a future together. The system only reminded me: [You're missing one rose.] I looked down at the 98 roses in my arms and laughed at how absurd it was. It was one rose. After waiting ten years, how could I suddenly start nitpicking when happiness was within reach? But then I caught a glimpse of that splash of red on Leila Miller's chest. It was the only red rose in the whole bouquet. Eric had said it represented home plate, and the home he promised me. He explained calmly, "Leila was a bit nervous, so I gave it to her to help her calm down." My voice was hoarse as I asked, "Why that one?" Eric tried to coax me as if I were a stubborn child. He said, "You're the one standing here tonight. "I've given you marriage. Are you really going to argue with her over one rose?" He squeezed my hand, his voice low and gentle. "Emilia, you already have me. She's got nothing." But Leila still had Eric's signed baseball and the beach house named after her. I finally understood. 99 points wasn't one step away from having all his love. No matter how much he loved me, he'd always save a piece of his heart for someone else.