Chapter 90

• (A year later)
• The day dawned clear, as if the universe itself had decided to bless them with a perfect sky. Morning light poured through the tall windows of the small countryside chapel where everything was set. White flowers lined the aisles, delicate petals scattered across the floor, and ribbons of soft gold glimmered in the sunlight. It wasn’t an extravagant cathedral or a grand ballroom, it was something far more intimate. Something that felt like them.
• Stacey had chosen it deliberately. A place