Chapter 47 Unveiling The Truth

• Cleo's POV
• Miley glanced at me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips as the priest continued with the final words of the ceremony. The laughter from the congregation still echoed softly in the background, the atmosphere warm, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath the surface.
• "You don’t have to lift it,” I murmured, my voice teasing yet firm, trying to maintain control over my trembling emotions. Miley grinned in response, clearly enjoying the playful resistance. He leaned in slowly, and despite my efforts to hold back, his fingers gently grasped the edge of the veil. My breath caught as he lifted it just enough to reveal my lips.