“She’s not incorrect.” Aunt Evelyn laughed. “Now tell us how your matchmaking education is coming along.”
“It’s been nonstop since last year, and the lessons have been challenging. Like your lessons, except it’s for matchmaking. I’m behind where Madam Fong expects a student of my age, but I’m catching up. She believes I have a natural aptitude. I honestly think it’s why she took me on in the first place.”
Girard smiled. “Despite your harsh assessment, it sounds like you’re doing well.”
“To Vanessa.” Marc raised his glass. “We are all here together because of you. We are your success stories. To our soon-to-be-full-fledged matchmaker! We’re proud of you.”
I glanced around the table and at everyone’s raised glasses.
When I left for Shanghai, I was certain it was what I was meant to do, but to have it confirmed by them, with joy in their eyes, was touching. I knew why Aunt Evelyn prided herself as clairvoyant.
“Thank you.” I smiled. “This means so much to me. Oh, Aunt Evelyn, before I forget. Remember how you were confused as to why you have a red thread now? I asked Madam Fong. She believes I gave it to you when I matched you and Girard. No matchmaker has done it before, but my society thinks it’s because I had two destinies and we were linked through our clairvoyance. I’m glad I was able to do this for both of you.”
Aunt Evelyn sniffed and wiped her eyes. Girard mouthed his thanks to me before comforting her.
“I also have one more thing to say.” I reached into my pocket and slipped the ring on my finger. I raised my hand and flashed a one-carat diamond engagement ring. “This was Marc’s mother’s ring. We haven’t set a date yet, but it’ll be after I finish my training with Madam Fong.”
The room erupted.
The men pounded Marc’s back. I received a flurry of kisses.
A little over a year ago, I found happiness in Paris. He followed me to Shanghai, and he told me he would go wherever I was. The future was ours to shape.