Mara
Darian and Tiffany’s wedding was nothing short of breathtaking. What had been planned as a modest, intimate gathering transformed into something grand under Martha’s direction. She spared no expense, and though extravagance wasn’t what the couple had envisioned, the result was beautiful, flawless in every detail. Friends, family, and well-wishers filled the hall, their joy spilling into every corner.
I had never seen Darian so radiant. He and Tiffany glowed, not just with love, but with the hard-won happiness they had fought for together. Watching them, I felt an unexpected swell of gratitude. Life had not been kind, but somehow, in its twisted way, it had led each of us to where we belonged. Indeed, we were with the people the stars had always meant for us, and for that, I was than
