The air in the unfamiliar temple was thick with incense and beautiful colored lights coming in from the stained-glass windows, illuminating the intricate carvings.
A high Priestess I didn't know, stood before the other me and Kolton, who stood opposite Jayla, his hand holding hers tightly, his eyes comforting.
As I watched the ceremony my heart thrummed, like a nervous bird trapped in my rib cage. ''He really is mine.'' I smiled as tears filled my eyes.
''We don't know that,'' Niobe argued again, ''All we know is you're marrying him.''
''But I wouldn't marry him unless I knew he was really mine.''
''Or, this is a version of the future where you didn't know for sure if you were mates, and just decided to go ahead with the wedding anyway.'' She pointed out, ''There are multiple versions
