POV: Lucian Voss

Three days.

That was all that stood between me and the moment everything would change forever. Just three more sunrises and I would be waiting at the altar, dressed in black and white, while Siena walked toward me. She would be dressed in the kind of gown that turned hearts into glass and made time stand still. Between us would be Roman, smiling like the world itself had been built for him. Around us, a hundred people would be standing. Watching. Witnessing what we had built out of pain, forgiveness, and love.

But even with just three days left, time felt like it had slowed down. It...