Isabella POV“That was incredibly thoughtful,” Mom said softly, her voice filled with admiration as she looked toward the garment bag resting carefully nearby. “Varos is so much like his father that I sometimes forget he’s capable of something this… gentle.”I let out a small, disbelieving laugh, folding my arms across my chest as I stared at the dress. “I’m still trying to process it,” I admitted. “I honestly didn’t think Varos had a single soft bone in his body.”“When it comes to his wife, he does,” my cousin said, leaning casually against the wall with a knowing smirk. “So… where is the bride?”Almost on cue, she stepped out, wrapped in a simple white cotton robe. The moment she appeared, the room seemed to quiet, everyone’s attention shifting to her. “I’m here,” she said, her voice calm but laced with curiosity.Her gaze immediately landed on the gown as my cousin carefully peeled away the protective plastic covering. The soft rustling sound filled the room, and as the dress was
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