Violet
The next morning, I woke up to less pain and at least fifty notifications on my phone. Some of them were from news outlets having mentioned me at the Gathering, but most of them were of me in Theodore's arms wearing that wedding dress as he carried me around Midnight.
My face heated, embarrassed at the footage, but I was surprised by his expression. He looked... happy. Really happy as if that whistling had actually been as carefree as it sounded.
I scrolled through the news on my phone. The top story featured the photo of him walking across a bridge with me in his arms, the train of the gown whipped out dramatically behind us. The lighting was beautiful. Whoever took the photo had serious talent. I scrolled to the next story and laughed, seeing Lucas' flushed and angry face fro
