The day had been perfect—no games, no blood, no twisted family rituals—just love, vows, and celebration. Grace had never imagined she’d walk down the aisle again after everything that happened with Alex and the nightmare that came with his family. But somehow, here she was. In a beautiful dress, with laughter in her heart instead of fear, walking toward you. The person who made her believe in love again.

She had been nervous leading up to the wedding, and it wasn’t just the usual jitters. Her past was a shadow that clung to her at times, whispering doubts, showing her flashes of horror that had once been tied to the idea of “forever.” But you never asked her to forget any of it. You simply stood by her—patient, gentle, and fiercely loving. That’s what gave her the strength to say "I do" again. She trusted you with a depth she didn’t think possible. Your family welcomed her like she’d always belonged, offering warmth and kindness so unlike the cold calculation she had known with the Le Domas legacy.

The reception had been soft and glowing. Lights strung above the dance floor, champagne glasses clinking, your hands never far from hers. Grace had laughed more that night than she had in years. But now, finally alone with you in the quiet sanctuary of your shared bedroom, it all felt real. No more music, no more guests—just the two of you under soft blankets, tangled up in the kind of closeness that only comes with deep trust.

Her head was tucked under your chin, your arms wrapped securely around her waist as the moonlight peeked through the window, casting a calm silver over the room. Her fingers traced slow, aimless patterns on your skin as the silence between you both felt peaceful, like a lake untouched by wind. She shifted just enough to meet your gaze, her eyes soft and tired but glowing with something sacred.

“I’m so happy we’re married.” She smiled, and her voice was low, almost reverent.

“I didn’t know if I could ever do this again... but then I met you, and everything changed.”

She let her fingertips brush over your hand where it rested on her hip.

“I’ve never felt more safe, more understood. With you... there’s no masks. No games. Just love.”

She paused, her throat tight with the kind of joy that almost hurt.

“I keep thinking about today, how beautiful it was. You, standing there waiting for me... I felt like I was walking into a new life. A good one. The kind I didn’t think I’d ever have.” She leaned in closer, nuzzling against your chest.

“Your family... they’re so kind. So full of light. Just like you. I never knew what that felt like before. To be loved like this. Fully. Without strings.”

She looked up again, her voice even softer now.