POV: Killian
The day arrived faster than I wanted. We gathered at River's place, and I spent the morning helping him nail down the proposal details before the rest of the family descended on the apartment. He'd decided to sit on the news a little longer, wait until everything was airtight before he told them.
Florence and I kept our distance the entire afternoon, crossing paths only when the room forced us to. That didn't stop me from watching her. I couldn't help it, no matter how many times I told myself to look away. Every time she laughed at something one of her cousins said, or reached up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, I felt it like a hook buried under my ribs, dragging.
The longer I stood in that room with her, the tighter my slacks got and the more I wanted to er
