Lilith’s POV

It was finally the day. And it was happening.

After weeks of preparations, endless dress trials, indecisive flower choices, and Killian trying (and failing) to let me do anything alone — today was the day.

Emily and Killian’s mom flitted around me like gentle butterflies as I sat in front of the vanity mirror, already dressed, already glowing.

“You look so beautiful,” Killian’s mom whispered, her hands fluttering to her chest, teary-eyed.

“I tell her that every day,” Emily said proudly, “She looks like a literal goddess.”

I chuckled, brushing a stray curl from my cheek. “You two talk too much.”

A soft knock came, and then the...