MALIA’S POV

Zach turned to face me, his hands slipping down to my waist. The way he looked at me made the rest of the world fade into the background. His eyes were filled with love, unwavering and steady, as if to remind me that this was what mattered most.

“Perfect!” the photographer called out as the shutter clicked. “Now let’s bring Joan and Ella in.”

Joan came skipping over, her curls bouncing as she grabbed my dress, staring up at me with wide, admiring eyes. "Auntie Lia, you look so pretty! Like a princess!"

I crouched down to her level, smoothing her hair. “Thank you, my little love. You...