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We pause as Solana skips over. Her grin is bright beneath her flower crown.
"Do you like my dress?" She gives a little twirl, the tulle skirt fanning out.
Talia crouches down, eye level with her. "It's beautiful. You make a perfect flower girl."
Solana beams and throws her arms around Talia's neck. My heart swells, seeing their bond. Knowing Solana needs this. She needsus.
I ruffle Solana's hair as she pulls away. "Yeah, not too shabby, kid."
She scrunches her nose at me. Sassy as ever. But her eyes are warm.
Watching her scamper off, I feel Talia's hand on my arm. Our eyes meet, a silent understanding passing between us. Solana has carved out a place in our lives.
I take Talia's hand, our fingers intertwining. The crowd parts as we make our way toward the garden gates.
There waits the sleek white limo, ready to whisk us away. To our new beginning.
But first, farewells must be made.
Magda steps forward, eyes glistening. She clasps Talia's hands in her wrinkled ones. "Welcome to the family, dear girl. You make our Dare very happy."
Talia smiles, voice thick with emotion. "Thank you, Magda. For everything."
Magda pats her cheek fondly before turning to me. "You take good care of her," she instructs in her heavy accent.
"Always," I promise. We embrace tightly. The woman who bandaged my childhood scrapes, who snuck me cookies before dinner. My second mother.
Next is Clive, posture ramrod straight in his coat and tails. We clasp hands. "Congratulations, Dare," he says stiffly, though his dark eyes shine.
"Thank you, Clive."
He leans in close. "Your mother would be so proud of the man you've become."
I grip his hand tighter, words escaping me. Clive nods in understanding.
Finally, Burn steps up, trademark smirk in place. "Try not to run this one off too fast," he jokes, but his tone holds warmth.
I pull him into a bear hug as he thumps my back. My brother. My family.
With final waves, Talia and I duck into the waiting classic silver two seater Aston Martin convertible. I am beyond happy to drive as I wink at Talia. I gun the engine and put my hand on the stick shift.
"Are you ready to take this adventure with me, Mrs. Morgan?"
She smiles up at me, eyes brimming with promise. "Always, Mr. Morgan."
Her kiss is soft and sweet, a delicate promise. As we break apart, her fingers trail down my jaw, eyes searching mine.
We pull out, though we have to go slow while we're still in the miles-long driveway.
"I know it hasn't been an easy road for us," she says, shouting to be heard. "But I meant every word today. I'm yours, Dare. For better or worse."
My throat tightens. No matter how many times I hear it, her devotion still amazes me.
"I'll spend every day trying to be the man you deserve," I vow.
Her lips quirk. "You already are."
The sprawling green acres of the estate fade into the distance out the convertible top. There is a definite chill in the air, despite our wedding taking place in the late morning. I reach into the back and pull out a heavy blanket that I put there just for this moment.
