Wedcuffed
Sarah’s POV
It had been a few weeks since Adrian's sucide, and life, in its quiet, stubborn way, was starting to find stability again. Grief still came through me from time to time, unexpected, but softer, and the days no longer seemed to belong to him.
One dusky evening, after Gabriel had fallen asleep and Alessandro had stepped out for a bussiness dinner, Ester, Noah and I remained at home. The apartment buzzed with activity, pieces of fabric hung over the sofa, invitation drafts scattered on the dining table, Ester’s handwriting flowing graceful and confident as she noted final details for her wedding to Noah
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