Epilogue

I never thought this day would come.

I look down at my white dress and giggle. It feels so surreal. I have to be dreaming, and this has to be the best dream of my life.

I'm going to marry Leo Westbrook.

I've dreamed of this day since I was thirteen years old, and now, finally, it's coming true.

“You ready, Char?” Chloe, my childhood best friend asks. She's grinning at me, looking gorgeous as usual. The same dark hair she shares with her brother is curled into perfect waves. “Everyone's waiting.”

I take one last look in the mirror and then I nod.

I was born ready.

Just outside the door, Bastian is waiting. He's leaning against the wall, pretending to be calm and collected, but I know better. He's nervous. The tick in his jaw and the way the little scar above his eye is pulsing show me that he's nervous.

He smiles and his face softens as he sees me. “Wow,” he whispers. “You look so beautiful.”

I grin. “You don't look so bad yourself,” I tell him. He stands up a little straighter and puf