Ryder had barely settled into his seat when he leaned closer, his voice low enough for only me to hear.
“We have a lot to discuss,” he murmured, a small smile touching his lips. “You can’t keep secrets from me anymore.”
Before I could respond, he pressed a soft kiss to my cheek.
My breath caught slightly, and I felt heat rise to my face. I lowered my gaze, smiling shyly before giving a small nod.
“I won’t,” I whispered.
The ceremony continued, flowing smoothly into the next part of the program.
Music filled the hall again—soft at first, then livelier.
Couples moved to the open floor, beginning the traditional dances that marked the start of the festival.
It was beautiful.
Elegant.
Full of life.
But I barely noticed any of it.
My attention stayed on Ryder.
The way he sat calm
