All Chapters of Love Me Again: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The night was alive with the soft hum of voices, the clinking of glasses, and the faint melodies of a string quartet playing in the background. The grand ballroom of the family estate had been transformed into a celebration of life, love, and reunion. Fairy lights adorned every corner, casting a warm glow over the guests who had gathered to celebrate one thing Sebastian’s miraculous return. Isabella stood near the entrance, her hand intertwined with David’s. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar faces of family and friends who had come to show their joy and relief at her father’s survival. It was a surreal sight, one she hadn’t thought possible just days ago. But tonight was about celebrating, not dwelling on the darkness of the past. “Are you okay?” David asked, his voice soft and filled with concern. She turned to him, offering a smile. “I am. It’s just… overwhelming, you know? Seeing everyone so happy after everything we’ve been through.” David squeezed her ha

The morning sun cast a warm glow over the family estate as preparations for breakfast were in full swing. It was the day after the party celebrating Sebastian’s return, and though the night had been filled with joy and relief, today held a new sense of excitement. At least, for Alonzo and Abigail.They had spent the night talking, laughing, and savoring the reality of their engagement. Now, it was time to let everyone else in on their little secret.Alonzo stood by the large dining room window, watching as the family slowly gathered for breakfast. His heart raced in anticipation, not of nerves but of excitement. He turned to Abigail, who was seated at the far end of the table, catching her eye. She gave him a small, reassuring smile, her fingers absentmindedly brushing the engagement ring on her finger.“You ready for this?” Alonzo whispered as he approached her.Abigail nodded, biting her lip. “I am. But you know how they all are, especially Isabella. She’s going to be over the moon.

The air was filled with an air of excitement, anticipation, and laughter as the girls gathered around the rows of gowns. Isabella, Rachel, Shelley, and Abigail were here on a mission—find the perfect wedding dresses for Abigail and Shelley.Isabella glanced around at the elegant displays of satin, lace, and tulle. "Okay, we have a lot of work to do," she announced with a grin. "But I think we’re more than up to the challenge."Rachel chuckled, running her fingers over the delicate fabrics. “Between all of us, I think we’ll find the perfect dresses in no time.”Shelley, who had been scanning the racks with wide eyes, finally looked up and nodded enthusiastically. “I’m so excited! I’ve been dreaming about this moment since I was a little girl, and now I get to do it with you all here.”Abigail smiled at Shelley’s enthusiasm, though a part of her still felt surreal about the whole thing. "I’m still wrapping my head around the idea of a joint wedding," she admitted with a soft laugh. "I

Isabella stood on the terrace of their villa, gazing out at the ocean. The rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore had always calmed her, but tonight, she felt a twinge of anticipation. David had been secretive all day, dropping hints about a surprise, yet offering no real clues. He had asked her to dress up, telling her only to meet him outside at sunset. The air was warm, with just the slightest breeze tousling her hair. She smoothed down the flowing red dress she had chosen, wondering what David had in store. As she stepped down from the terrace toward the garden, soft music began to play in the distance, the melody familiar and comforting. Following the sound, Isabella rounded the corner of the garden, and what she saw took her breath away. There, in the center of the garden, was a beautifully set table, draped in white linen with glowing candles and a bouquet of her favorite flowers—white lilies and lavender. Tiny twinkling fairy lights hung from the trees above

David and Isabella were up early, both well acquainted with the routine that came with being parents to their six-month-old son, Gabriel. The soft coos and gurgles of their baby echoed through the room, filling it with a joy that only a child could bring. “Good morning, little buddy,” David said with a wide grin, peering down into the crib where Gabriel lay, his chubby cheeks flushed, and his big blue eyes sparkling with mischief .David reached down, gently lifting Gabriel into his arms, careful not to disturb his little onesie covered devil. Isabella entered the nursery, her hair still tousled from sleep, but her smile brightened the room. “Is it a good morning?” she asked, walking over to them, her arms outstretched. “Every morning is good with this little guy,” David replied, bouncing Gabriel slightly in his arms. The baby laughed, his tiny giggles was like music. Isabella leaned in, pressing a kiss to Gabriel's forehead. “Oh, look at those cheeks! He is so cute.” She gen