Becky
The morning of the ceremony arrived with the particular golden light of early spring, the garden already transformed by the time I woke, soft white flowers woven through the same arbor where Adrian and I had married the year before, everything simple and unhurried exactly as we'd all wanted it.
I found Micah first, already dressed in his small suit, practically buzzing with excitement as he examined himself in the mirror.
"Do I look handsome?" he asked, turning to model his outfit properly.
"Extremely handsome," I confirmed, kneeling down to straighten his collar. "The most handsome man at this entire ceremony."
"Even more than Adrian and Ryder and Mason and Caleb?"
"Especially more than them," I said, laughing, and he beamed at the compliment, satisfied.
Elena Vasquez arrived
