Chapter 365
Tristan and I had fallen in love with it the moment we’d seen it, and now, standing here with the late afternoon sun casting golden light over everything, I knew we’d made the right choice.
Everyone was already there when I arrived, I had to visit the most important people to me, before coming.
Tristan was talking with Orion near the gazebo, Sarah wrangling Lily who was running through the garden in her flower girl dress (she’d insisted on wearing it to the rehearsal p>
Derek checking something on his phone with his characteristic focused expression, and Kiara standing off to the side looking slightly
uncomfortable in her bridesmaid dress.
The moment Tristan saw me, his whole face lit up. He excused himself from Orion and came straight over, pulling me into a kiss that
made me forget we had an audience.
“Hi,” he murmured against my lips.
“Hi yourself,” I said, smiling up at him.
“You look beautiful p>
‘I’m in jeans and a t–shirt p>
“Still beautiful,” he insisted.
“Okay lovebirds, ” Derek called out. “We have a schedule to keep p>
Kiara made a derisive sound. “Of course we do. Heaven forbid we deviate from Derek’s precious timeline p>
Derek’s head snapped toward her. “The timeline exists for a reason, Kiara. So that everything runs smoothly and no one is confused
about where they’re supposed to be p>
“Or,” Kiara countered, walking over to stand in front of him, “ we could just relax and let things happen naturally without
micromanaging every single second p>
“Micromanaging? ” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “I’m ensuring organization. There’s a difference p>
‘ Is there though?” Kiara asked sweetly.
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I exchanged a glance with Tristan, who was trying not to laugh. Sarah came over with Lily, who was now holding a basket of fake flower petals for practice.
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Are they fighting again? ” Sarah asked in a whisper.
“They’re not fighting,” I said. “They’re … communicating p>
“Aggressively, Tristan added.
The wedding coordinator, a patient woman named Margaret who we’d hired to manage the day –of logistics, clapped her hands
together. “Alright everyone, let’s get started. We have a lot to cover. ”
She directed us all to our starting positions. Lily would walk down first as the flower girl, followed by Sarah, then Kiara, and finally
me with Orion, who was to walk me down the aisle.
I’d forgotten about that part. When I was asked who’d walk me down the aisle, I didn’t think twice before calling Orion.
And he was honoured to do it.
Derek would be standing up at the gazebo with Tristan as his best man, along with two of Tristan’s friends from the mechanic store,
who were also serving as groomsmen.
“Let’s do a run–through,” Margaret said. “Music will start here…” She gestured to where the string quartet would be positioned.
“Lily, that’s your cue to start walking. Remember, slowly. You’re not racing. And make sure you and Liam are in the pace p>
Lily nodded seriously, gripping her basket.
She bent low “Make sure you walk with your sister slowly, understood?.” Liam nodded too.
“Then Sarah, count to ten after Lily and Liam reaches the halfway point. Then Kiara, same thing, And Athena, you’ll wait until Kiara
is about three – quarters of the way down before you start p>
We all took our positions at the back of the garden. I could see Tristan standing at the gazebo, Derek beside him, both of them
watching us.
“Okay, let’s go!‘ Margaret called out.
Lily started walking, taking her role very seriously as she carefully tossed fake petals every few steps. She was adorable, her little face
scrunched up in concentration.
Liam walked beside her, perfectly.
Sarah went next, walking at a measured pace, and then it was Kiara’s turn.
Except Derek apparently had notes.
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“A little slower, Kiara,” he called out. You’re walking too fast p>
Kiara stopped mid–aisle and turned to look at him. “Excuse me p>
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Sara Lili Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.