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A burst of laughter escapes my lips.

“I don’t think he did either. I tricked him with my spells.”

“Can you mix up a spell to get him off my ass? I’m exhausted.”

With a dramatic roll of my eyes, and a tug at his arm, I pull him toward the main chamber, the handle cool beneath my hand.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

As the heavy wooden doors creak open, revealing the dimly lit gothic church, a wave of emotion threatens to overwhelm me.

Black and white roses climb every surface, their thorny stems intertwined, creating a dramatic display.

Only the first three rows are filled with people. Close family and friends, the ones we trust and love.

Not that I take notice of those people. My eyes lock onto my husband. Even in the mask, he’s the most attractive man I have ever seen.

I can see by the creases and the way his dark eyes speak to me. He’s smiling.

I blow him a kiss, a silent, playful gesture, as I step into the room.

He might already be my husband, but this is the real deal. The wedding we both deserve, one for love, not for convenience.

Although, even all those months ago, we loved each other.

This was always meant to be. It was written in the stars for us.

CHAPTER 66

MIKHAIL

Song- Sleeptoken Eulicid

It’stime to leave the broken version of me behind.

My wife deserves better.

My family deserve more.

Ana has given me the strength to not need to hide. Everything I need is right in this room.

The people who love me for who I am, scars included.

My past and my future combined.

I don’t need this mask anymore. That part of my life is over.

Even though the nerves pit in my stomach, I remember the day I revealed my true self to Ana. She didn’t flinch or run away. She accepted me, every single broken inch of me.

And I know my family will do that too.

Jax squeezes her shoulder as he returns to Sofia and his kids. I promptly return my focus to my stunning wife.

The dress, a masterpiece of form-fitting fabric, showcases her curves and her little bump, sending my heart racing. Elegantyet sexy. Her curls fall around her face, and those lips. Deep red, my favorite.

The scent of the dark roses fills the air as I take them from her, pulling her into my embrace.

“You look breathtaking, iskorka. Absolutely perfect in every way.”

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