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“Me too,” Laya admitted.

“Honestly, I’m still like that,” Avra said. “I don’t know why, but pregnancy has left me constantly wanting to devour Elias.”

Laya agreed, “I was the same!”

“Oh God,” I replied, shaking my head. “Enough of all this sex talk!”

Avra chuckled, a playful gleam in her eye. “We’re sorry, Sarah! We’ll let you work your magic on her makeup. We’ll be outside with our dashing husbands, Cali.”

They blew a few quick air kisses my way before retreating, leaving the air humming with their joy.

The room fell quiet once Sarah applied the final touches, and I found myself alone.

As I slipped into my dress, I caught my reflection in the mirror, sparkling, elegant. It hit me like a wave.

Today, I was the bride. My heart raced as I imagined Leon’s reaction when he finally saw me, and my mind flickered to the moment I would catch his gaze.

But then, like a shadow, the thought of my parents crept in, deepening my longing to share this special moment with them.

A gentle whimper at my feet broke my reverie.

I bent down to see Leo gazing up at me, her small head decorated with a delicate wedding veil that beautifully complemented Cosmo’s tuxedo. Today, they would be our ring bearers, proudly carrying our wedding rings, a role they embraced with pure delight. These two shared an unbreakable bond, a duo that was nearly inseparable, moving through the day as if they grasped the importance of the occasion.

“Are you ready, Leo?” I murmured. She stared up at me,her big green eyes wide and adorable, as she enthusiastically wagged her tail.

“All right, Cali,” I whispered to myself, facing the mirror again. I lifted my chin, trying desperately to shake off the nerves. My fingers trembled as I pulled the veil over my face.

This was happening…

This was real…

I took a deep breath.

I was doing the right thing. Leon would always respect and be kind to me. I knew this without a doubt. And it was beyond time to move on with my life, to leave behind the horrors of the past and embrace the future.

My future with Leon.

I held my bridal bouquet close to my face, allowing the captivating scent of the pale pink roses to wrap around me.

“Let’s go, Leo,” I whispered, the words barely escaping my lips as I turned toward the door.

As I navigated toward the back exit, the murmur of conversation rose and fell in waves. Glancing through the windows, I spotted guests settling into their seats, their chatter mingling with the rustle of fabric. At the altar, the priest stood tall, and beside him, Leon awaited me, his stunning features almost ethereal, reflecting the jittery excitement coursing through me. Just looking at him took my breath away.

“My God,” I whispered, shaking my head.

His tuxedo hugged him perfectly. He’d neatly slicked back his dark hair, accentuating those lovely brown eyes I adored getting lost in every day. A flash of an image of himtwo nights ago burst into my head. He had taken me with a violent almost possessed need, his gaze storming with heated desire as he sank his cock into me. The idea of it made me shudder with desire for him.

My heart raced as I imagined the heated moments we’d share in a private room, a sly smirk creeping onto my lips.

Leo followed closely at my heels as I stepped outside, her presence comforting amidst the swirling crowd.

A hush fell, and the bold notes of the wedding march filled the air and drew every eye in my direction.

Choosing to walk to the altar alone had been a decision steeped in reflection after my conversation with Vik.

His words echoed in my mind, urging me to embrace my solitude, celebrating the strength, resilience, and independence that had been forged in the fires of my past.

With every step I took, I sensed the strength of those qualities motivating me, and I was embracing my journey to the altar. Emanating warmth, Leon’s eyes locked onto mine and held me close like an unseen hug. I cherished that sensation as we approached one another, relishing the authenticity of his love as if it were a precious gem. This man had reshaped his world for me, wagering everything—his life, his future, and even his legacy—all to bestow upon me the priceless gift of freedom.

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