They stepped into the house, fingers laced together. Selena grinned, planting kisses on both. “Be happy, mijos,” she said, her tone warm but firm. “Now, go get ready, we’re taking the bride to Montenegro’s.”“Wait, what?” Amelia blinked, confused.“Lola’s getting married tomorrow,” Selena explained, nodding toward the door. “They’re hosting us tonight.”Thiago shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. “Alright, Mama. We’ll catch up later. You go on ahead.”Once they were alone in the bedroom, Amelia fidgeted, her nerves obvious. Thiago wrapped his arms around her from behind. “What’s with the stress?”“I don’t feel like going tonight,” she admitted, pulling away slightly.“Scared of Mateo?” Thiago teased, raising an eyebrow.She snorted. “Yeah, obviously not. It’s just…”“No lies, Amelia. Spit it out.”She hesitated, then sighed. “I came into this wanting revenge, but then…I fell for you, Thiago.”“Figured as much,” he said, chuckling. “Even when you tried to play it cool. So, what’s the
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