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BRONWYNI panicked, going through almost all my clothes in the closet, not finding the right fit, before Trenton came in and physically stopped me."You look perfect," he said, catching my hands before I could reach for another hanger. "Stop.""What if they hate me on sight?" I wrung ny hands sweating. I didn't want any hate and I would do anything to make sure that didnt happen. "They won't." He brought me closer, wrapped me in his arms and kissed me on my forehead."What if Catherine cries when she sees me? Or Robert gets angry? Or they say something about Isolde and I don't know how to respond?" I looked up into his eyes. "Bronwyn." He turned me to face the mirror, standing behind me with his hands on my shoulders. "Look at yourself. You're beautiful, intelligent, and kind. Anyone who spends five minutes with you will see that.""They're not just anyone. They're Isolde's parents." I looked at his reflection. "They loved her their whole lives and now they have to watch her husband

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BRONWYNAfter dinner, Trenton stood with his wine glass."I want to say something before the evening ends." He looked around the table. "Six months ago my life was quiet and completely empty. I was going through the motions, building things that didn't really matter, keeping everyone at arm's length."He reached down and took my hand."Then Bronwyn walked into my house during a snowstorm and everything changed." His voice was thick with emotion. "We made a mess of it at first, running around in secret and hurting people we love. We handled things really badly. But we also found something real and worth fighting for.""And we fought pretty hard," Fionn muttered under his breath bringing laughter around the table."We did." Trenton smiled. "But tonight, looking around this table at everyone we love, I want to say thank you, for accepting us, for forgiving us, for showing up even when it was difficult."He looked at Robert and Catherine. "Thank you for loving Isolde so completely that yo

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TRENTONTwo babies. It was still hard to believe.I woke up the morning after the ultrasound still processing that information.I lay in bed staring at the ceiling while the reality settled over me. I've never really thought deep of having children after my daughter and it wasn't that I wasn't happy. Far from that. I was actually elated but yet stunned that it was still possible to father, not just one child, but two.Fionn was going to lose his mind, and I laughed at that.Bronwyn was still asleep beside me, her hand resting on her barely showing stomach even in sleep, like her body already knew to protect what was growing there."I can feel you staring," she mumbled without opening her eyes. I sat back, startled, I was just about to pulverise her face with kisses in her eyes, forehead, lips and cheeks. Every morning I woke up even more madly in love with her."I'm processing.""Still?""We're having twins." I turned toward her. "Give me time."She opened one eye. "Are you panicking?

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BRONWYNMy mother started crying before I even put the dress on.She was sitting in the armchair in my childhood bedroom watching Calliope do my hair, and somewhere between the second and third pin she just quietly started crying with her hand pressed to her mouth."Mom." I caught her eye in the mirror. "You're going to make me cry and then my makeup will be ruined.""I'm sorry." She waved her hand. "I'm fine. You just look so grown up.""I am grown up.""I know. That's why I'm crying."Calliope met my eyes in the mirror with a sympathetic smile and kept working.The morning had started at seven with Eudora arriving at my parents' door with coffee and pastries and an energy that was completely unreasonable for that hour. She'd appointed herself coordinator of my getting ready process, which mostly involved bossing everyone around and demanding regular updates."Hair first, then makeup, then dress," she'd announced. "We're not rushed but we're not slow. Wedding starts at two. We have s

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TRENTONAfter he left I stood at the window watching early guests arrive in the garden below. Fionn's wife settling into a front row seat. My neighbors who'd watched all the scandal unfold taking their seats without judgment. Bronwyn's parents' friends who'd come to support her family.My phone buzzed. Eudora.*Coming up in five minutes with your boutonniere. Try not to be weird about it.*She appeared precisely five minutes later, holding a small white peony that matched the flowers on the arch.She pinned it to my lapel with careful hands and stepped back."You happy, Dad?""Happiest I've been in years."Her eyes got wet immediately. "Don't make me cry before the ceremony. My makeup took an hour.""You brought it up.""Fair." She smoothed a non-existent wrinkle on my jacket lapel. "She looks incredible, by the way. I'm not going to tell you details but just know you're not going to be able to hold it together when you see her.""I'll hold it together."She gave me a look that said s

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BRONWYNThe word children landed like a stone in still water. I heard it ripple outward through the guests, the sharp intake of breath from people who hadn't known, the immediate rustle of whispered questions.Someone in the back row said "children?" audibly.Eudora, standing to my left as maid of honor, pressed her lips together to suppress a smile.Trenton looked only at me through all of it."I love you," he said simply. "Today and tomorrow and for all the years we have together, however many that turns out to be."The officiant let the silence breathe for a moment before looking at me."Bronwyn. Your vows."I'd written mine four times and memorized them carefully. Standing here now with his hands in mine, I forgot every prepared word completely.So I just talked."Trenton, I fell in love with you when I wasn't supposed to." My voice shook slightly but held. "When it was complicated and forbidden and everyone including my own conscience was telling me it was impossible."He watched

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TRENTONThe cocktail hour turned my backyard into something I barely recognized. Was this the place I was living at for the past three years?Fifty people filled the space with gentle noise, waitstaff moving through the crowd with champagne and appetizers, the string quartet playing something upbeat now that the ceremony's solemnity had passed.Bronwyn stood beside me in the receiving line, her hand in mine, greeting every guest with that full attention she gave everyone that made each person feel like the most important one in the room.I watched her do it and thought: my wife. She is my wife.The thought hadn't stopped feeling extraordinary."Congratulations," people kept saying, hugging us both, some emotional, some simply warm. Bronwyn's parents' friends who'd watched her grow up. My business associates who'd watched the scandal unfold and come anyway. The neighbors who'd seen the photographers camped outside and formed their own opinions.All of them here now. All of them choosin

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TRENTONAfter dinner the music shifted to something slower. The small band Calliope had hired moved into the first dance set.Bronwyn turned to me. "Ready?"I led her to the center of the garden where a small area had been cleared. The song started, something we'd chosen together because neither of us had a song, we'd only been together six months, so we'd picked something that felt right.I pulled her close, one hand on her waist, one holding hers, and we began to move.She rested her head against my shoulder."How does it feel?" I asked quietly. "Being Mrs. Rhiggs?"She was quiet for a moment, just moving with me, the guests watching from the edges of the garden."Ask me in fifty years," she said. "I'll have a better answer by then.""Fair enough."After our dance I watched her dance with her father while I danced with Eudora."You did good today," she said against my shoulder."You were extraordinary." My voice was rough. "That speech—""Don't make me cry again. My face hurts from

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BRONWYNI watched Trenton disappear into the house with Brilliana and Fionn, his wedding suit still perfect, his expression shifting into the focused CEO mode I recognized from the first time I'd seen him handle a crisis.Even on our wedding night, the empire required attention.Eudora appeared beside me with fresh champagne. "He's really working right now?""Contractor pulled out of Pinehaven Crossing." I accepted the glass. "It needs resolution tonight or the whole timeline shifts.""On your wedding night," she repeated with disbelief, and I shook my head, trying to shake off any negative energy from her statement even though I knew she meant well."He built something significant." I watched the study window where I could see movement. "Significant things occasionally demand attention at inconvenient moments.""You're very calm about this.""I knew who I was marrying." I sipped my champagne. "A man who built an empire doesn't stop being that man because he put on a wedding ring."Tw

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BRONWYN Afternoons walking through old towns where the stone streets were worn smooth by centuries of feet.Evenings back at the villa, cooking together in the small kitchen, drinking wine on the terrace until stars appeared.On the third day I found Trenton on the terrace with his laptop. I'd specifically watched him leave his phone in the villa safe for the duration of the trip."What are you doing?"He turned the laptop toward me. I ivy through the few lines and it was some baby product research, a comparison of double strollers with an extremely detailed spreadsheet."You made a spreadsheet," I said, my voice laced with amusement."There are significant quality differences between—""You made a spreadsheet for strollers." A bust of air escaped from my lips before I could stop it."Twin strollers." He looked unapologetic. "Side by side versus tandem configuration has real implications for maneuverability and—" His serious expression. Oh my god. He continued talking and I started l

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