Eva walked down the aisle, sunlight turning her veil to liquid gold.
Her friends—Mira, Talia, and the rest—stood to her sides, grinning, teary-eyed in matching dresses.
Lucien’s groomsmen—Camden, Theo—adjusted his cuffs, smiling like this was the best day of their lives.
Lucien Hart
*Lucien stood at the altar, black tux, calm as always*
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