MALIA’S POV

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the calm settle over me.

“I can’t wait to see you walk down that aisle,” Zach added, his tone turning softer. “You’re going to be the most beautiful bride, Malia.”

I swallowed, my throat tight with emotion. “I can’t wait either. I just hope your parents don’t hate me.”

“They won’t,” he said quickly, with such certainty it almost made me believe him. “They’re probably a little confused, sure, but they’ll love you. Just be yourself, okay?”

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “Okay. I’ll try.”

“Good.” He paused, and I could hear the faint sound of him...