Wedding of Fire (Vera's POV)The clearing was small, hidden by ancient pines that blocked most of the sky. Only a thin slice of the rift showed through the branches—black veins still crawling, but distant enough to pretend it wasn’t there. Lanterns hung from low branches, soft gold light flickering across the grass. No crowd. No ceremony. Just us.I stood in the center wearing the simple white dress Eleanor had pressed into my hands earlier—soft fabric, nothing fancy, but it felt right. The moonstone pendant rested heavy against my chest, warm from my skin. Gabriel waited a few steps away, coat off, sleeves rolled to his elbows. His dark hair caught the lantern glow, and his amber eyes never left me.We didn’t need witnesses. We didn’t need words from anyone else. This was ours.He stepped closer first. Took my hands. His thumbs brushed my knuckles, slow, careful, like I might disappear.“You sure about this?” he asked, voice low. A small smile tugged at his mouth. “Last chance to r
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