The morning sun shimmered across the water, casting golden ripples as the yacht drifted gently from the harbor. White sails caught the breeze, and the deck was adorned with simple arrangements of lilies and roses— Kya’s choice, understated yet timeless.
It was not a grand spectacle, not a society event splashed across papers. It was private, intimate, exactly as Kya had wished. Only their parents, siblings, and two close friends stood gathered on the polished deck. Of course, Mr. Whitmore was there to witness the wedding.
Sadie, radiant with joy, clasped Kya’s hand before the ceremony began, whispering, “This is perfect. Just us.”
Adrian Cole, Julian’s trusted friend and confidant, stood nearby, his presence steady and reassuring. He had worked beside Julian for seven years, but today
