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Mason didn’t hesitate, nodding eagerly.
He barely slowed down, driving the sports car like a racecar
They arrived at the airport, without taking luggage, their minds focused solely on finding me.
They feared that every second counted.
As dawn broke, their plane took off.
Andery gnawed at them.
Meanwhile, I hadn’t slept well either.
I woke up early, getting ready.
Today was my wedding day–my marriage to Zoe Jackson
Ironically, Id only met Zoe Jackson a handful of times.
fhadn’t expected him to be my fiance
His name often came up in conversations with my parents and the family elders.
He was considered one of the most outstanding young men of their generation.
My parents had always spoken of him with great admiration.
My memories of him consisted of a cool, aloof older brother who liked to pinch my cheeks when we were children.
Even if the groom were someone che, I couldn’t help feeling nervous.
It was my first time.
I checked my outfit in the mirror,
At nine o’clock sharp, I took Zor Jackson’s arm and headed to the courthouse
Sensing my nervousness, be produced some candies from somewhere and slipped them into my palm.
Nervous? Candy helps
His gentle gaze, his unwavering expression, calmed me.
I was lost in his tenderness, almost entranced.
My mind was fuzzy; I mechanically unwrapped and ate the candy.
The sweetness see
etness seemed to seep into my
This arranged marriage wain’t so bad, I thought,
Everything felt surreal, like walking on clouds.
I let Zoe Jackson lead me through the process signing the paperwork, taking photos,
Seeing my stiffness, a smile played on the corner of his lips.
The stamp was applied.
Two bright red marriage certificates were issued.
was dreaming.
Then, two distinct voices called my name.
“Lanic!”
“Lanie!”
Erhan and Mason stood before me, their chests heaving, gasping for breath.
The bright red marriage certificate pierced their
Their gan ramowed, settling on that crimson hue
Ethan’s voice was 1 hoane, disbelief etched on his face.
“Lanie… you… you’re married?
They couldn’t believe it, but my hand clasped in Zoe Jackson’s, the wedding rings on our ring fingers, left no room for doubt
