#25: The Big Day Finally Arrives
Even after their late-night confessions, Cecelia’s edges remained sharp, and she even murmured that attending might hurt too much to bear. The admission stung, yet it affirmed Freya’s plan, which made space for kindness to do what control never could. When morning arrived, her nerves flickered like pale birds against a bright window.
Sarah pinned her veil and steadied herself with jokes that had real warmth—family voices gathered in the suites, a rising tide of cousins, aunts, and friends. None of them knew about the surprise. Cecelia did not know either. The reveal waited, quiet and confident nearby.