ATHENA

Six months later.

"Mummy, you look beautiful! You're the prettiest!" Rayen runs to my side, making Sloane snort, and Isabelle rolls her eyes.

"I bet we look like shags to you little King, don't we?" Sloane crosses her arms while tapping a foot probably trying to intimidate him but Rayen is his father's son, he doesn't get intimidated.

"No," he says sweetly. "You both look like extras in my mum's fairytale."

Sloane gasps, feigning offense. “Excuse me?!"

Isabelle chokes on her drink, trying to hold in her laugh. "Okay, that was brutal.”

I reach down and smooth Rayen's little tux, trying not to laugh myself. "Rayen, be nice. They're my bridesmaids."

He blinks innocently." But you're still the prettiest."

"Am I?" I ask, kissing his forehead. "Just don't say that in front of your granny or we'll never hear the end of it."

"I already did," he shrugs. "She said I was just like Daddy."

"I'm not babysitting you anymore!" Sloane says faking an offense.

Rayen's face softens as he rushes to her side, holding her hand. "Why not? I love you, Auntie Sloane."

"I won't fall for your sweet talk!"


"Don't you like me?" Rayen gives her a smile and I just know he's forgiven.

like you." Sloane lifts

my head as my nerves flutter in my stomach like butterflies

It's the surreal kind, the kind that happens when you realize you're about to walk down the aisle and marry the love of

music drifting in. I take a breath, staring at

not the same broken girl who once feared the world. She's

She's loved.

She's fierce..

me, her expression suddenly

blinking back the tears. "More

open, letting in a stream of golden

beyond the aisle, waiting like he's been waiting

crisp, dangerous and devastatingly


get you married,"

Alex Warren reaches my ears in

extremely beautiful in my wedding gown.

dress with

that float gently against my

full and made of light layers of tulle that

scattered across it, catching the light in

behind me and a simple veil that

just look like a bride, I

are locked on me the second the doors open. Everything else

wonder if he's trying to

my hand as my escort, his tiny grip

bearer, but I settled for him


you'd be the prettiest,"

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