Eve

“Cheers,” I said with a small smile, lifting my glass toward Mia. She mirrored the gesture with her usual bright grin, and our glasses met with a soft clink that somehow felt like the first good sound I’d heard all week. I let out a long breath as the wine touched my tongue, warmth spreading through my chest in a way that finally made everything feel real.

“Finally,” Mia whispered.

“Yeah, Mia… finally.” I leaned back against the couch, still smiling. “I can’t believe we actually got a groom for me. At last, I can solve this mess.” The relief alone made the wine taste sweeter.

It had been...