Geneva
Weddings are not my thing, not at all. I mean, it’s Victor and Ian’s wedding, and I don’t want to be here in the slightest. No, that’s a lie. I want to. It’s my brother and my high-school friend getting married. It’s some other people from the family I don’t want to ever meet. People like Veronica Valentine and her perfect little family. Yet, it’s only fair to finish with a wedding this cycle that started with a funeral. Last winter, when I went to pay my last respects to my grandmother, I prayed Veronica wasn’t there. Today, I hope she’s present. She’s the last unfinished business I have left and I won’t let go of it. I didn’t fly half the world for this wedding to go with nothing.
For the last few months Demir and I and Dzhan have been travelling across the world, enjoying our f
