An Unlikely Bride (Lucas & Ava)

Ray nods. He’s in a crisp suit that Ryder sent over. Even though we’re doing the ceremony in a courthouse, we’re trying to make things as traditional as possible.

My foster father kisses me on the forehead. “You look perfect.”

I smile and gaze down at the simple but elegant diamond solitaire Lucas put on my finger. I love it that he knew exactly what I’d want without my having to say anything.

Ray walks with me to the judge’s chambers, and Darcy follows with Mia in her arms. The little princess is holding a basket full of pink flower petals and already throwing them around like confetti, while stopping occasionally to blow kisses. When we enter the room, all I see is Lucas in a gorgeous black tux. And all I feel is love.

Our relationship should’ve never worked. We were such an unlikely pair, too different, too wounded, too guarded.

Yet somehow we’re here, about to be bound together in every way.

When Lucas reaches for me and I’m standing by his side, my heart swells with gratitude and adoration.

I’m finally where I’m meant to be.

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