Carol’s POV
“You’re happy,” Aiden said simply, his tone soft and a small smile playing on his lips. We said goodbye to our family and friends and now we were seated in the limo, getting ready to leave and return to our home.
Home.
It still felt weird to call the penthouse home, but it felt right in a way. I knew it wasn’t the place that was my home, it was Aiden. When I looked at him, I couldn’t help but look at him and feel bliss. Now we were connected in more ways than I could count. I had his mark on my neck so everyone would know that I belonged to this man; our rings indicated that we belonged to one another. I looked down at the gorgeous wedding ring with the golden band that matched the one on his finger. My heart filled with so much love that I thought it was going to burst fr
