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LUCAS’ POV.
I stared at her. A beautiful creature, radiating with brilliance under the moonlight. She was the most beautiful thing ever.
Her large dark eyes filled up with tears over and over again, and they fell quickly down her fair cheeks.
She hadn’t changed out of her wedding dress, and her makeup and veil were still on her. Just the mere sight of her, and immeasurable joy filled my heart, but that joy shared that space with pain that also couldn’t be measured.
It seemed deep down, I had actually wanted to see her before leaving, but the rational part of me knew that seeing her would make it hard to leave.
And when she expressed her feelings, telling me she also loved me, with such desperation, and fearlessness, I couldn’t help the heat wave that rose within me. It felt like
