**Kieran's POV — Ravencrest Estate, Wedding Day**
The ceremony was small. Fifty guests. Garden setting. Late afternoon sun filtering through the trees.
Kieran stood at the altar with Cassian as his best man. Watched the aisle. Waiting.
The music started. Brielle appeared first, flower girl basket in hand. She walked carefully, seriously, scattering petals like it was the most important job in the world.
She caught his eye. Grinned. He grinned back.
Behind her, Lydia appeared on her father's arm.
Marcus Thorne had been released from the hospital. Had disowned Lydia publicly. But here he was anyway. Walking her down the aisle. Crying.
Some things healed. Given time.
Kieran watched Lydia approach. Simple white dress. No veil. Just her. Real. Present. Choosing him.
