Lilith’s POVIt was finally the day. And it was happening.After weeks of preparations, endless dress trials, indecisive flower choices, and Killian trying (and failing) to let me do anything alone — today was the day.Emily and Killian’s mom flitted around me like gentle butterflies as I sat in front of the vanity mirror, already dressed, already glowing.“You look so beautiful,” Killian’s mom whispered, her hands fluttering to her chest, teary-eyed.“I tell her that every day,” Emily said proudly, “She looks like a literal goddess.”I chuckled, brushing a stray curl from my cheek. “You two talk too much.”A soft knock came, and then the door opened.Killian’s father stepped in, dressed sharply in a cream suit. “Everyone’s waiting for you,” he said, and then paused, his eyes warming. “You look beautiful, my dear.”As he turned to leave, I called after him. “Hey… Richard?”“Yes?” he turned.I swallowed, my voice small. “Can I ask you for something?”“Anything.”I looked at him earnest
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