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“The baby…” Quinn meets my gaze. “It… it kicked. It must sense —”

“That they’re loved and made from love.” I kiss the tops of her knuckles. “I want to give you everything, Quinn. You’re the love of my life.”

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FourandAHalfMonths Later

I never thought that this day would come again. But here I am, clad in all white, waiting to walk down the altar again.

“Careful,” Laurie says to me. I’m almost nine months pregnant, and the baby is due to arrive a couple of weeks.

“How do I look?” I glance over at my expression in the mirror.

She grins. “Ethereal. Stunning. The most beautiful girl he will lay his eyes on.”

Our wedding is a small event in the Tuscany region. Enzo has given me complete control when it came to the scale. I could have invited thousands of people, if I wanted.

But somehow, it didn’t feel right to. I wanted it to be intimate, surrounded only by people we love and no one else.

So far, it’s exactly how I imagined it to be.

“My darling.” My dad makes his way into the bridal room. “It’s time. Enzo is waiting for you at the altar.”

My dad has come to fully accept our relationship. He no longer makes me feel bad about my choices, nor does he bring up the fact that Enzo is his friend against us anymore. It’s the kind of acceptance that I had dreamed of getting from him.

“I just know I’m going to ugly cry already,” Laurie mutters, waving me off.

My dad carefully leads me down the aisle. My due date is so near that everyone is very careful around me.

“I’m happy that this day has arrived for you again. With the right person this time,” my dad tells me.

“Since I did not get it right the first time, this time is the charm.”

I haven’t heard from Liam for months now. I’m not sure exactly what Enzo has done, but something, surely. He hasn’t dared to bother me again.

We reach the altar, and I’m running out of breath.

“Just a few more steps, darling,” my dad encourages.

I waddle over. Some people told us to wait a bit, at least until after I gave birth, to have the ceremony. After all, what was the rush?

But Enzo and I both remained firm on the fact that we wanted to get married before our child arrived in the world. We were old-fashioned that way.

The last four months of my life have been nothing short of pure bliss.

Enzo and I took to living with each other like fish to water, and it’s incredible how well we get along with each other.

Every day, I learn something about him that makes me fall in love with him even more. What we lack in similar age, we make up for with a connection that truly surpasses everything I ever experienced before.

I can truthfully say that I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

My heart stops when I spot Enzo waiting for me at the end of the aisle. He’s looking at me as though I’m the only girl in the entire world.

He does not break his intense eye contact as my father escorts me to him, and then gives me away.

“Take great care of her, Chet.”

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