(Aurora’s POV)
‘Where could I honor all of them at once?’ My thoughts suddenly clicked.
I remember one place Owen once casually mentioned during a quiet dinner, a small private family vineyard just outside the city, one that papa had bought years ago, meant to be a place for family gatherings and celebrations.
It was beautiful. Quiet. Safe. A place not many outsiders knew about. Perfect.
She excitedly planned out everything. It wouldn't be extravagant like the parties they attended. It would be intimate. Personal. Pure. Exactly what I wanted this moment to be.
My cheeks flushed thinking about how I would finally stand in front of them, no crowd, no cameras, just them and me. And say the words I had been longing to say to…all of them.
This wasn’t just a confession. It was a promise.
