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Elliott’s POV The sunlight falls softly across the terrace, warm and forgiving. I sip my coffee, the taste bitter but grounding, as I watch Luca in the garden. His hands are covered in paint, a smear on his cheek, and he looks up, catching my gaze with that same spark I thought I’d lost forever. Months have passed since we found each other again. The scars of the past—the lies, the silence, the months apart—still linger, but they no longer weigh us down. Instead, they remind me of how fragile love can be and how fiercely worth fighting for.

Making him laugh. Edward and Henry kept clapping like they were the grooms. “Hope, you’re taking notes, Henry.” Edward snarled. Henry hissed without a word. “Daddy, are we leaving soon?” Lily tucked at Luke’s tuxedo. Luke lowered his back and whispered to Lily. “We will return to Brooklyn after the wedding, so how about we wait a little?” “Okay. Besides, I also need to apologize to Lorraine like you instructed.” Luke smiled and patted her hair in adoration. “That’s my good girl.”

Luke's and Riley's matching tattoos on their collarbones were also in full view. After what had transpired, Riley no longer wanted to keep her relationship with Luke in the dark. As for me, I no longer wanted to fight with her for anything. I didn't reply and blocked her number. Three days later, I returned home. The Logan residence that I had lived in for close to a decade looked no different from when I left it. The walls were covered in photographs that detailed Luke's and my history. I was younger than him by two years. When I was five years old, Luke and I were actors in our preschool's reenactment of a fairytale. We got married on stage for that performance.

He also phoned his friend Richard, who had been a constant source of support. "I was a jerk," Luke said when they met. Richard shrugged. "You were going through a lot. I'm just glad you're back." "Thanks for not giving up on me." "Always, man." Their rekindled romance was built on honesty and respect for one another. They took it slow, and their relationship grew naturally. One evening, as they sat together on a park bench and watched the sunset, Amiriam turned to Luke. "I'm glad we're doing this," she said.

I think she can repair you son because I have not seen any maid stand up to Luca ever since he decided to distance himself from us" I replied to my husband. "You know ever since Selena has cheated on Luca, your son was damaged beyond repair," He said and I glared at him "How did you know that she can repair him," He said "I know but we can't leave him like that, did you remember the birthday surprise we did for him" He nodded "Luca's friend insult Laura and instead of Luca helping her out he supported them, and that enraged Laura and she slapped Luca," I told him "Unbelievable" Antonio said with a shocked face

“Bella, what do you take me for? A fool?” “Luke, please don’t get me wrong,” I say with a shaky voice, trying to hold back the fresh wave of tears. “You’re wrong, Bella. You cheated with a stranger in a bar and even had the audacity to send divorce papers to me. You left me and think you can come back or I’ll give you my money? You’re wrong!” He said, his voice was full of accusation. “Luke, how do you expect me to react when I saw you having sex with your best friend? I kissed that guy because I thought you were cheating on me!” I say, sniffing loudly and wiping my nonstop tears with my sleeve.

Tall, with piercing blue eyes and an aura that demanded attention, he was the kind of man you wouldn't forget. The sight of him made my heart stop. It couldn’t be. Lucian was my childhood crush, the boy who’d once made my heart flutter with a single glance. I hadn’t seen him in years, and now here he was, standing beside Jennifer as if they belonged together. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. Why were they together? Jennifer noticed my reaction and smirked, her old self shining through for just a moment. “Eloise,” she said, her voice sickly sweet. “This is Lucian. He’s been helping me… recover.”

Donovan and Rebecca handed me the phone. Loree's voice came through. "Rowan, something serious happened. Harvey's not doing well. I want to grant one of his wishes first." I went quiet. Didn't even know what to say. She'd run from our wedding so many times—and never once apologized. Now she was choosing to marry him. No explanation. Just one line—Harvey's in trouble. That was enough for her to throw everything away and marry him instead.

Luke's eyes flickered, but he stayed stubborn. "I messed up, okay? Same mistake every guy makes. I won't do it again. Once the kid's in school and things calm down, I'll cut Cassie off for good." I laughed—cold and silent. Luke always had a fallback excuse. I gave the officiant a nod to keep going. Panic kicked in Luke. "Arya, just admit it—you're marrying him to get back at me, aren't you?"

She rushed over to Lucas in blinding defiance and buried herself in a tight comforting hug. As they walked out of the courtroom flanked by both their loved ones, Lucas could only blink back tears. Surely, this was only a miracle from God and a warning to be more careful of the people he does business with. Now, he had to reclaim everything he had almost lost, including sweet Purple.