The morning of the wedding dawned golden and perfect.Isabella stood at the window of the cottage, watching the sun rise over the ocean, her heart full to bursting. Today was the day. The day she had waited for, fought for, dreamed of. Today, she would marry Damien Thorn.Not because of a contract. Not because of obligation. Because she loved him, and he loved her, and they had finally found their way back to each other."Isabella." Eleanor's voice came from behind her. "It's time."She turned to face her mother—the woman who had raised her, who had loved her, who had fought for her every step of the way."I'm ready," she said.The garden was transformed.Flowers bloomed everywhere—roses, lilies, wildflowers that seemed to have sprung up overnight. White chairs lined the grass, filled with family and friends. A canopy of fairy lights and silk draped over the altar, where Damien waited.Isabella walked down the aisle, Lucas on one side, Lily on the other. Her dress was simple, elegant,
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