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CaspianHearing Ava's excited scream through the phone made my chest tighten in a way I wasn't used to. Her happiness was so infectious that I found myself smiling—genuinely smiling—something I hardly ever did."Were you the one that did it?!" she kept yelling through the phone, her voice vibrating with pure joy.I leaned back against the car seat, letting her excitement pour through me. Damn. She sounded like a little kid who just got their dream toy. I loved it.I chuckled lowly and said, "We'll talk later about it at home, alright? I’ve got a lot to handle right now.""Okay!" she said brightly, still practically bouncing through the phone. I could hear it in her tone.I ended the call but stayed still for a moment, staring out the windshield.Last night had been... heavy. After Ava told me everything—about almost being kidnapped, assaulted—hell, I didn't even sleep. The moment she drifted off beside me, I got to work. Messaging private inspectors, contacting the police, doing every
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AvaBefore I could even recover from the shock of Caspian's kiss, I noticed movement from the side of the stage.Two tall men in sharp black suits — the kind you only see in high-profile events or cheesy romance movies — walked toward me, each carrying an enormous bouquet of red and white roses.The crowd gasped and laughed, the announcer chuckling into the microphone."For the best new poet... and obviously, someone’s very dedicated husband," she said with a wink, and the audience burst into applause again.My jaw dropped as the men stopped right in front of me, bowed slightly, and handed me the flowers. Nestled between the petals was a little card.From Caspian. Always.I turned to look at him, tears blurring my vision again. He just shrugged in that Caspian way — smug, infuriating, beautiful — as if to say, Of course I’d do this. You’re mine.The ceremony wrapped up in a blur. I barely remembered walking backstage, holding the trophy in one hand, the massive bouquet in the other. M
