Erin stared at the sleeping Xander.
She still could not believe she was married to the person lying peacefully beside her. His proposal was not fancy or dramatic, but it was something she could never forget for the rest of her life. It was intimate, sincere, and deeply personal—just like him. Every detail about Xander was etched in her memory, and every little thing about him was something she held close to her heart.
She smiled, feeling that rare kind of contentment that comes when life finally makes sense.
“Hmm…” Xander moved his lips slightly, his eyes still closed, as she gently traced her fingers along the lines of his face.
“I love you,” she murmured softly and pressed a tender kiss on his forehead.
Xander secretly smiled. Erin was the most beautiful thing that had ever happened
