Alexander stood by the altar, beaming in his custom tuxedo. Beside him, Cassandra radiated elegance in a custom Dior gown, but her smile seemed slightly off, as though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Then, his gaze shifted.
Lila entered quietly, wearing a navy-blue dress that elegantly hugged her figure. Her hair was neatly pulled back, and on either side of her were two children—one boy, one girl—both around six years old. Their faces were calm yet curious, their wide eyes observing everything with quiet wonder.
Alexander hadn’t expected her to show up.
Cassandra leaned in, her voice low. “Is that your ex-wife?”
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