I sat back, watching my best friend and my mother-in-law, two women who should have hated each other, immediately team up to plan my legally required shotgun wedding. It was insane, intense, and utterly perfect. I was safe, loved, and about to be married by executive fiat.KillianI spent three days in the ICU, and frankly, I was ready to stab myself again just to get out of that quiet, sterile hell. The second I could prove I could walk without fainting, and after Nova and my mother jointly threatened the surgical team with legal ruin if they kept me, I was discharged.Ty and Rojas had a secure exit planned, smuggling me out the back. But the real chaos wasn't the escape; it was walking back into my own house.The house usually felt like a perfectly calibrated, silent museum of wealth. Now, it was a beautiful, protective asylum run by a newly formed, highly stressed female committee.The first thing I noticed was the smell. Not the subtle, expensive scent of my usual candles, but an
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