My Father's Rival Is My Lover
“Alright, lovebirds. Save the heat for tonight. It’s wedding day, and I swear if you’re late to your own ceremony, I will drink all the champagne and cry alone.”
The ceremony was intimate. Just six guests: Celeste, Valentina, who had reappeared two days prior with a fake passport and an apology, a reformed tech magnate named Jonah who helped them with security, and three Balinese locals who blessed the event with traditional flower garlands and songs.
Elena walked barefoot down the sandy aisle, dressed in a backless ivory gown, her hair curled and pinned with wild jasmine. Damien stood in a white linen suit, barefoot like her, his eyes never leaving hers.
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