Carissa's POV The days before the wedding felt like walking on a thin line. There was a soft buzz that calmed me, but sometimes, a hidden shake would pop up and rattle me out of nowhere. I had begun to be okay with seeing Dylan at Mom’s place. He’d arrive early, help set up the seats, or just talk with Mom in the kitchen about old dishes I used to skip. This morning, the rain came down softly, tapping on the window like a quiet word from long ago. I sat by the living room window, holding a hot cup of jasmine tea, watching drops collect on the leaves. From the kitchen, I could hear Dylan’s voice mix with Mom’s laugh. Oddly, the sound felt soothing. Like all those awkward lines that were between us had melted away. Not long later, Dylan came out from the kitchen holding two little plates of sweets—cake and rolls. “Mom said to pay you with these,” he said as he sat in f
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