We watched them leave, the elevator doors closing on Maria's excited smile and a pleasant wink my way. I already had a feeling we were going to get along wonderfully, and I was just glad Mr. Donati had approved of me.
"They seem... nice," I said, still somewhat stunned by how quickly they'd come and then exited.
Leo chuckled, pulling me close. "They mean well. Though I suspect we'll be fielding calls about venue options by morning. My mother will be excited."
"Well, that was… eventful," Sof remarked, and then clapped her hands, breaking the moment. "Without further ado, I think it's time to take this celebration to the next level before dessert comes out."
Music filled the air as if on cue, and Sofia dragged Gray onto the makeshift dance floor between the tables. Leo's hand found mine, leading me to join them.
As we swayed together, the city lights twinkling behind us like stars, I stared up at my future husband. The dangerous man who'd killed for me, who'd learned piano just to propose, who looked at me like I was his everything.
"What are you thinking?" he murmured, his eyes softening as he held me closer.
"That I'm ready," I said softly. "Ready to stand by your side, to face whatever comes our way."
His eyes darkened as he pulled me closer. "Always?"
"Always," I promised, rising on my toes to kiss him.
We were two souls who'd found each other despite the darkness, clinging to our own light and embracing the shadows that haunted us in order to begin anew. And as we danced under the glistening chandeliers, with two of the people we loved most, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story together.
Some loves were worth killing for.
Some loves were worth dying for.
And ours? Ours was worth living for.