~~~Freya~~~

It’s been two weeks since everything changed, and today is my wedding day. I still can’t believe this is real. I’ve pinched myself so many times my arm is probably bruised, but every time I open my eyes, Ryder is still here, and this dream hasn’t dissolved. 

The Varkars had gone all out. Claudia and Zoey’s mom left no stone unturned — she orchestrated everything with military precision and flawless taste. The entire private beach had been transformed into something magical yet elegant. Everything was pristine: crisp white chairs lined perfectly on the golden sand, delicate white flowers cascaded along the aisle, and soft silk drapes fluttered gently in...