OLIVIA
The moment Mike and I step onto that stage, I feel like I've just stepped into my coronation. The lights, the polished floor, the crowd's eyes...none of it matters, because all that really matters is her. Winter. Standing there. Watching.
And oh, does she watch.
She may have lost some of her memories, but when you love someone the way she loves Mike, you never truly forget them. Yes, Winter's subconscious keeps drawing her attention to him.
I can practically taste the salt in her tears already. I mean, here I am, wearing the very silver dress she once designed for herself—and I look better in it than she ever could. Mike's beside me in the matching suit, handsome as hell, all mine, moving to the music like a dream.
Honestly, sometimes I don't know why people act lik
