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Six days remained until the wedding and the knowledge sat in Dante’s chest like a steady warm weight. Everything that needed to be prepared was already in place. The estate gardens had been measured and arranged. Security rotations were locked. The dresses had been delivered and hidden where Alessia would not stumble across them by accident. Guests who mattered had confirmed. In less than a week he would stand in front of the small circle of people he trusted and make Alessia his wife in the eyes of the world. The thought still felt almost unreal.He drove alone along the quiet road that led toward Ibshi Bridge with the windows partially down. Cool air moved through the car. His mind turned backward without permission, tracing the long uneven path that had brought him here. He had never planned on marriage. The idea had always seemed like a vulnerability he could not afford. Women had come and gone through his life as temporary arrangements, pleasant enough while they lasted and easil

Nikolai looked at him directly for the first time since the conversation began. “Thank you. I only need the opportunity to explain and to apologize. I know I cannot change the past but I can change what happens from now on.”Dante nodded once and stood. “I will be on my way. Whatever Alessia decides I will let you know.”“Thank you,” Nikolai said again.Dante walked back toward his car without further words. The river continued its steady movement behind him. The conversation replayed in his mind with sharp clarity. He felt for the man in a limited and careful way. Seeing someone who had once stood in opposition now stripped of pride and asking for help was not something he encountered often. It did not erase the years of coldness Alessia had endured. It did not obligate her to open any door. But it was information she deserved to hear from him so she could decide with open eyes.He started the engine and turned the car toward home. Toward Alessia and Riley and the quiet house that he

The Moretti estate felt different with the wedding only one day away. Soft lights had already been strung through the trees that bordered the wide lawn, and the path leading down toward the private beach at the back of the property had been cleared and marked. It was not a small wedding, yet it was not a sprawling event either. From the final numbers the planner had sent, the guest list would stay under one hundred. Maxim had insisted that the extended Moretti family attend, and Dante had added a careful selection of business associates and a few old friends. The result felt balanced, large enough to honor the family name and still intimate enough that I would know most of the faces looking back at us tomorrow.I sat in the quiet of the upstairs sitting room that had been given to me for the final preparations, scrolling through the last messages from the planner. Every detail had been confirmed. Flowers, seating, the timing of the ceremony near the water, the dinner layout under the

A burst of laughter rose from all of us. Olive covered her mouth, shoulders shaking. Luca shook his head with a grin.“That one is Adrian,” Luca said once the laughter settled. “The quieter one beside him is Aidan. They are four years old and already making plans for marriage.”Aidan gave a small shy smile and leaned against his mother’s side. Adrian continued to stare at Riley as if he had already decided the future. Riley, for her part, simply looked up at the new face with wide eyes and made a soft sound.Luca turned back to Dante and raised an eyebrow. “You should start giving me more respect now. We are about to be in laws.”Dante let out a short laugh. “Do not push it.”The boys finally looked fully at Dante. Almost in unison they spoke.“We missed you.”Dante’s expression softened in a way few people ever saw. He ruffled both their heads carefully. “I missed you too. You have grown.”After another moment of easy talk we turned toward the house. Dante carried Riley again while A

“I was thinking you would be doing a bridal shower or something alone with your friends tonight,” she said. “Most women seem to want that last stretch of time with their circle.”I shook my head gently. “I do not have friends like that. Just this family I am seeing here. I never really built a group of my own before. Truthfully I only want to get married to my man tomorrow. That is enough for me.”Olive’s expression softened with understanding. “I did not have friends either for a long time. I made a few through the boys’ school. When Luca and I decided to marry we simply registered it. No ceremony, no pretty wedding dress, and no guests.”I studied her face. “Do you regret it?”“No,” she answered without hesitation. “I have no family and almost no friends. I am an orphan. I am so content with the life I have now that I have no time for regret. The most important thing is love. As long as you love and respect each other, ceremony or not, it does not matter. I know he deeply loves and