KAYDEN “Don’t you dare hurt my son. Even in death, I’d rise from my grave to get back at you,” she said, her voice so serious that I couldn’t tell if she meant it or not. Tomorrow is our wedding, and just this afternoon, his mom came to visit, saying she wanted to talk to me. After another year, she had fully regained her mobility. “You don’t have to threaten me over something I’d never do,” I said firmly. “I’d rather kill myself than hurt him. You have my word.” The stern look on her face slowly melted into a wide smile. Leaning back in her chair, she gave me a thorough once-over. “Just so you know… when Noah was young, he was very vocal about the kind of family he wanted, including the kind of partner he planned to spend his life with. And I can tell you… things didn’t turn out the way he imagined.” “Why are you bringing that up now? Are you here to stop our wedding? Sorry to disappoint you, but there’s nothing you can do about it.” She gave a soft, elegant laugh. “You haven’
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