Chapter 32
Honoré
The next day Leo and I went to the French regional office where we were to be married.
It was a charming old building with double doors and stone steps.
The man who married us was short with a mustache. He spoke with a heavy French accent. “We don't get a lot of people coming in here to get married. Especially not those as well-known as you two.”
Leo smiled, but I could tell he didn’t understand what the man said. I stifled a giggle.
But the official treated us the way I expect he treated most people—he was kind and didn't ask a lot of questions, which we were grateful for.
There were no cameras, and the only attendant was my assistant.
I held a simple bouquet of white roses and a flower crown one of my housekeepers made for me.
As we said our vows, and I looked
