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Making It Official
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2025-05-17 18:45:00Emma’s POV
The evening of the corporate gala had finally arrived, and as I stood before the mirror adjusting the delicate clasp of my necklace, a mixture of anticipation and anxiety swirled within me. Killian’s presence behind me was both reassuring and grounding; his hands rested gently on my waist, his touch a silent promise of support. “Are you absolutely certain about this?” he inquired softly, his breath warm against the nape of my neck. I met his gaze in the mirror, noting the concern etched in his deep blue eyes. “Not entirely,” I confessed with a wry smile. “But what I am certain of is us. I’m tired of the shadows, of stolen moments and hidden glances. Tonight, we step into the light together.” His fingers tightened slightly, conveying understanding and solidarity. “If at any point it becomes overwhelming, we can leave. This is about us, no one else.” I turned to face him fully, placing a hand over hi
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