Chapter 23: Getting Married on Board
(Amelia's POV)
"Shall we skip the idea of a photo?" I blurted nervously.
Alexander turned his emerald gaze on me, a slight raise of his brow showing he hadn’t expected my sudden suggestion.
"No photo?" he questioned, his lips curving into the smallest smile. "You don’t want proof of today’s grand occasion, little healer?"
I forced a laugh, shrugging as my bag strap twisted awkwardly under my grip. "The memory is proof enough, don’t you think?" I tried to sound casual, but my voice betrayed my nerves.
For a moment, Alexander examined me, those sharp green eyes trained on mine as if he was peeling back my words to see what lay underneath.
Finally, he nodded. "Very well," he said, his tone amused. "No photo for now."
With that decision made
