Semua Bab The Traitor's Daughter : Bab 111

There are moments in life that don’t feel real while they’re happening. You live inside them like a dream, drifting somewhere between disbelief and awe, and it’s only later — when the music fades and your cheeks ache from smiling — that you realize: it was all real.This was one of those moments.My wedding day.Not the first one — the one that had been stolen from me, twisted into something cold and strategic. That one had been marked by survival.But today?Today was about love.The ceremony took place in the southern courtyard of the mansion, the largest one — where the white stone arches met flowering vines, and the rebuilt fountain sang with fresh water. Lorenzo had spent months restoring it with Logan, and I could see his touch in every detail. Everything from the pale gold lanterns to the silk-draped chairs was intentional. Thoughtful. Us.The guests filled the courtyard, murmuring in soft joy and anticipation. People I knew. People who had fought beside us, cried with us, beli