Serayah Morgan.
I stand before these massive doors, holding a bouquet bursting with white orchids, roses, peonies, anemones, and dahlias. It's Christmas Day. I mean... we've been bonded already, so technically this is just a formality. But no—it feels realer now. This is it. I’m about to get married. On Christmas. In the snow. And soon, surrounded by Roar, my family, Cassie, and all these other people.
Sophie told me this morning that Roar kept his promise. She saw my family’s car pulling in. I smiled then. And right now, I’m smiling again. If someone had told me I’d be smiling, I would have cussed at them, maybe. I don’t really curse. So, what am I saying? Um…I am standing tall and... okay, maybe my knees are wobbling just a little. But I’m ready.
More than that—I want this.
I want t
