Chapter 260

-Ava’s POV-

I could still hear her voice.

Even as 1 stood in the present, waiting for the ceremony to begin, my mind galled me backward, reshaping moments hadn’t thought about in years,

It had been an ordinary afternoon, just the two of us in the library. Isabella satrons from me, her chin propped up on her hands as she rattled on about something–provably some half–baked theory about why people were drawn to their mates. was used to her rambling by then, letting her voice fade into the background like a lamer song while 1 foomed on my

textbook.

“And what do you think your mate will be like?” She asked suddenly, breaking through my concentrdon

I didn’t look up. It wasn’t something I thought about. Mates, destiny, fate–it all felt too far off, too uncertain it wasn’t practical. So, I didn’t answer.

But silence never deterred Isabella. She simply continued, her voice bright with certainty,

“I think mine will be the perfect fit to my crazy, She mused, tilting her head, “Someone steady, someone patent, but not boring, I can’t deal with boring. He will have to keep up, you know? Bet also he will know when to stop me. Keep me grounded. Because sometimes I get ahead of myself

I glanced up at her then, something about her words settling strangely in my chest, I think the sounds really nice and! hope you meet him someday,” I said simply.

She blinked at me, caught off guard for once. Then she grinned, quick and mischievous, before wiping my book from my hands.

“What are you doing?” I frowned.

She waved it dismissively, “Studying is boring”

“We have a test coming up.”

Her eyes rolled dramatically, “We have all the time to study for it.”

“It’s tomorrow,” I deadpanned.

She froze for half a second. Then, without missing a beat, she snapped the book shut and tossed it onto the table.

“Like I said, all the time,” She declared, standing up and grabbing my hand. “Come on, let’s go.”

And I, against every ounce of my better judgment, let her drag me out of the library and straight into trouble.

The memory faded, but the warmth it left behind lingered. I smiled to myself, the corners of my lips curling at the thought of her–wild, stubborn, impossible Isabella.

When I lifted my eyes, they landed on Grayson.

He stood beside Rickon who had somehow convinced him to be his best man, much to Ricardo’s loud and very vocal dismay.

Grayson caught my gaze, and for a second, something unspoken passed between us. Then he nodded, just slightly, and I

returned it with a small smile.

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The soft murmur of the crowd dimmed. A hush settled over the room.

And then–music.

The opening notes of the wedding march swelled through the air, thick with anticipation, heavy with meaning.

at once, everything

aisle opened, and the

There she was.

Isabella.

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and quiet grace. Her dress hugged her frame like it had been made just for her, flowing around her in soft waves, each delicate fold catching the light.

She was breathtaking.

I found his eyes already on me. My heart fluttered, heat creeping

took the first

taken

off her.

was the kind of look you read about in books, the kind of love that filled a room without needing words. His expression softened in a way I rarely

that spoke of the

breath before stepping back. Rickon extended his hand without hesitation, and Isabella took it with a grin so

slightly, murmuring, “You sure you wanna

snorted, “You wish.”

but Rickon was only looking at her, his thumb brushing over the back of her hand like he couldn’t quite

throat, smiling,

turned to him with a cheeky grin. “Only if you promise to keep it short. I have a husband to

See? She’s already planning my suffering.”

the guests, but the priest only shook his head,

witness the union of Rickon and Isabella in the sacred bond of marriage.

a smile as Rickon shot a look at Isabellà, who batted her lashes

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priest continued, speaking of love and partnership, fearing you and hand froth was time for

Rickon went first

taking both her hands in his,

lances feet

you forever. I feel like I hold earning a few chuckles from the crowd. “One I cannot promic to aferys you have due

she was fighting

be Beerse,

when you’re being completely

Isabella huffed. “Excuse you, I am a delight

sure. But more importantly, in the malls Toy the quiet ones. In the mornings when you’re grumpy and steal all the blankets, and in

the room

out a

She let out a shaky laugh before clearing her throat and composing herself. “Okay, my

breath, then squeezed his hands

never let you get bored, to always gue you a reason to roll your eyes and shake your head. I vow to argue with you over dumb things just so I can see that little crease s your forehead when you’re pretending to

Rickon’s grin softened.

ones. In the fights

him, and for once, Rickon had no smartass remark. He just looked

voice steady and warm as he said the words that would seal the bond between them, “With those vows, and by the power

to be unnatural. Loud enough to make the hairs on my arms stand on end and

who felt it. The room

before, universe,” She snapped,

and then something

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and partnership, of een by on this joy and harddup And then, rally, it

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