บททั้งหมดของ Your Dad's Perfect: บทที่ 191 - บทที่ 200

Sammi POVSandra, Grayson’s mother, is nothing short of amazing. Over the past four weeks, I’ve spent more time with her and Izzy than I ever expected. From brunches to spontaneous shopping trips, they’ve made me feel like part of the family. They were there with me when I went dress shopping, and Zade, bless him, tagged along too. He kept rolling his eyes, pretending he wasn’t interested, but I caught him sneaking a glance at the gowns. It still feels surreal that I’m getting married tomorrow. Tomorrow. Just thinking about it sends a wave of excitement—and nervous energy—through me.Grayson and I have barely had any alone time lately. Between wedding planning and preparing for Christmas, not to mention his long hours at work, we’ve been like two ships passing in the night. It’s not his fault—life just got hectic. So, I wanted to do something special for him. Something memorable. Something he’d hate at first... but end up loving, because that’s how we are.None of this would be happen

Sammi’s POVI woke up in my bed, the space beside me noticeably empty. Grayson wasn’t there. I must have fallen asleep on him last night, back at the police station. That definitely wasn’t part of the plan. I wanted him to go out, have some fun, and enjoy the rest of his evening. But he stayed—there was still a lingering warmth on the other side of the bed, meaning he hadn’t been gone long.“Morning!” Izzy’s voice cuts through the quiet, making me sit up. I’ve been watching her closely these last few weeks, and I’ve noticed how hard she tries to catch Zade’s attention. Every effort she’s made so far has fallen flat.“Guess I’m getting married today?” I ask with a soft smile, trying to inject some lightness into the morning. Izzy laughs, her energy contagious despite the early hour.“You are! Zade said he’ll be back in time to take you, but he’s with Grayson right now. He told my mum he feels torn between being here with his little sister and sticking with his best friend.”I roll my e

I turned toward the stairs, but before I could take a step, the front door opened. Zade walked in. His eyes immediately found me, and for a moment, his face drained of all color.“Fucking hell, Sammi!” he breathed, his expression one of pure shock.“Don’t be mad at Joel,” I blurted out, realizing he must have thought I’d switched dresses without telling him. “I know you were there when the other dress was picked, but this one just… it felt right. I’m sorry I dragged you dress shopping only to change my mind.”Zade blinked, then a slow smile spread across his face. “Sammi, I’m not angry. I’m just shocked. For a second, I thought I was looking at Mum. You look just like her in that dress.”I smiled back, relief flooding through me. “So, no killing Joel?”Zade chuckled, shaking his head. “No, not this time. Honestly, I’m glad he helped you with this. I’ve been thinking about it all morning, wondering if the other dress was really the right choice.”He pulled me into another hug, and for

Grayson POVAs she gets closer, my heart calms. She’s here. She’s with me.I wrap my arms around her and pull her close, burying my face in her shoulder. I had promised myself I wouldn’t fucking cry, but here I am, tears falling silently, unbidden. The emotion is too much, too overwhelming. The relief of having her in my arms, knowing she’s here, and knowing she’s mine—it’s breaking me in the best possible way.“I’m here,” she whispers, her voice soft and steady. It’s the calm I need, the assurance I hadn’t even realized I was waiting for. I nod against her shoulder, my body relaxing, a weight lifting off me that I hadn’t noticed until it was gone. Those two words—I’m here—they mean everything right now.We separate just enough to face the officiant, who smiles gently at us before beginning the ceremony. His voice is low, reverent, as he speaks about love, commitment, and the journey we’re about to embark on. But my mind is focused entirely on her—on Sammi, standing in front of me, he

Sammi POVZade’s speech still lingers in my mind, playing over and over, each word settling deeper into my thoughts. I was so ready—no, I am so ready—to confront Willow and Joel. The urge is burning in my chest, the questions sitting at the back of my throat. Willow is my best friend—besides Grayson, of course—but that doesn’t mean she gets to keep secrets from me, not like this. My eyes follow them across the room as everyone mingles, laughing and dancing. Joel and Willow are standing close but with this awkward distance between them, both trying so hard to hide the obvious.They’ve been caught. I know it. They know it. And yet, they’re still pretending like it’s nothing.Before I can move to them, Zade’s voice pulls me back. “Don’t do it, Sammi.” He’s standing next to me, his voice low enough that no one else can hear. I turn to face him, my brows knitting together in frustration.“What do you mean ‘don’t do it’?” I ask, confused. Zade looks at me with that big-brother gaze, the one