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Keira They planned it for the lake house, which made sense the moment I saw the small clearing near the shoreline transformed with string lights and simple wildflower arrangements, exactly the kind of understated, meaningful setting that felt entirely right for something that had never fit any conventional mold to begin with. "You didn't have to go through all this," I said, though my voice caught with emotion the moment I saw it, the sun beginning its slow descent over the water, casting everything in warm, golden light. "We wanted to," Ryder said, taking my hand as he led me toward the small gathering, just the seven of us, no cameras, no sponsors, no audience beyond the quiet lake and the people who mattered most. "We talked about what this should actually look like," Mason explaine

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