*Will*
As we stroll down the cobblestone street, the sun casts a warm glow on everything around us. Kiera walks beside me, her steps light and playful, and I can’t help but steal glances at her. She’s beautiful in that effortless girl next door kinda way, her laughter brightening even the most mundane of moments. I can’t shake the feeling that she deserves better than this… better than a hastily arranged marriage for the sake of my niece. But as much as I want to protect her, I also can’t deny that I need her… I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost Frida, especially not if She Was send into my uncles clutches..
“So what kinda dress do you think you want?” I ask, trying to keep my tone steady, masking the turmoil brewing inside me. “So we can go to the right kinda store.”
She looks up at
