My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 1134

After a few weeks, Aria had gone to visit Peter, Celeste, and the girls. The whole family was delighted to have her there.

Peter didn't like to admit it, but he missed his mother. Even though they'd only recently found each other, she had slowly earned a place in his heart—with her warmth, her care, and the way she doted on him like he was still a little boy.

After lunch, Peter decided to go for a walk, taking advantage of the girls' nap and the fact that Celeste had dozed off with them.

"How have you been, Mom?"

"Good, son, good. Still getting used to the huge house. Did you know I've bought tons of roses? I want that place to be full of flowers!"

"I can imagine. You know what?"

"What?"

"I miss you! I know we haven't spent that much time together, but I miss you, Mom. More than you know..."

"Son... I miss you too. But I've lived my life-one way or another, I've lived it. Now it's your turn to live yours..."

"Speaking of that... when are you two getting married? I'm sure Celeste hasn't told you, but she wants to marry you. She's a wonderful woman, and believe me, even if they don't say it out loud, every woman at some point has dreamed of that white wedding dress in the shop window."

"You think so?"

"Of course."

"Were you one of them?"

"Well... in my case, I couldn't afford to dream about that when I was young. But as a little girl, I loved weddings. I loved seeing the brides in those beautiful, puffy dresses... As a young woman, though... well, after I thought you were dead, my life was never the same. If I dreamed of anything, it was of being free."

"Mom..."

"What is it, son?"

could turn back time and give

you give me than the one I have now? Look at me—I'm walking hand in hand

me, granddaughters who make me smile, and back at my house, a

I need? And if we're talking material things, you won't even let me work! You'd rather I take care of the

with all kinds of last names, but

it's a

tell me how are you doing? How's this new life treating

Mom! My life here smells like peace, like berry pie. It tastes like long coffee afternoons with Celeste, where she tells me about her

to share everything without holding

"Want the truth?"

"Tell me."

work, but now I make time to be with Celeste, to play with

wonderful. You know what makes

"What, Mom?"

you talk like this. Seeing that glow in your eyes. Seeing you calm, at peace. I still remember when you came to me asking for advice.

I forget? I was

hard to be the right man for the mother of your kids, but something wasn't letting

chapter of my life that wasn't giving me peace. I shut the

you... you're in great hands with Celeste. She may not have been

I want

son! What

help planning a

Alright, but give me more details."

and Alden's wedding, and he'd been

luxury or extravagance, so he had a plan to organize