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chapter 63 - Onwards and Upwards
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2024-10-29 19:42:56SELENE
I don't know how much of the wedding I've got cemented in my memory. I'll never forget his face though. The way his expression changed when our eyes met. He was already looking handsome, that dark blue colour my favourite of his suits.He didn't break out into a goofy smile or make any silly gestures like I've seen at other weddings. He just watched and took me in. His eyes never left mine, just dark, intense and brooding as he studied my approach. Knowing how intensely he was watching made my skin crackle.The matching vows was too insane for words. Our wolves were in sync, content and happy being reunited after a day apart. The meal with Rocco and Jacob was great fun too. We laughed and drank the night away.He loved my present of the string quarter, and I adored my flowers. I had one extra present for him. I slid a wrapped watch box over to him as we finished our cake and champagne.Rocco and Troy watched on in curiosity as he opened it and burst out in
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