Part Thirty-Eight

Adara put the dress on, stepping ever so carefully into it while Claire helped her. Shoran was crying too much to be of any help and she sat on the bed and stared at Adara. It fit perfectly.

“You’re beautiful!” Shoran exclaimed. Adara basked in her happiness and smiled at Shoran. This day was perfect, it would be even more so if she had her parents there, but this was her family too and she felt their love and she loved them back fiercely.

Claire shooed Shoran out of the room, leaving Adara alone and a few solitary minutes passed before someone knocked softly on the door and walked into the room.

“Malachi” Adara turned towards him as he halted in his step and looked her up and down.

“You look beautiful, Adara.” Malachi cleared his throat. “Not so long ago, Karani told you that you would marry Kiran, and now that day is finally here and I couldn’t be prouder of the woman you have become. I’m just sorry that she never had the chance to guide you in the matrimonial ceremony.”

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