Chapter 83 Epilogue
- TONI'S POV
- The ceremony is small. Intentionally so. A quiet courtyard tucked behind ivy-covered walls, where the city’s noise softens into a distant murmur, like Paris itself has agreed to lower its voice out of respect. White chairs arranged in imperfect rows. Soft light filtering through plane trees just beginning to turn gold.
- This isn’t the kind of wedding you see on magazine covers. It’s better.