I crashed my treacherous sister's luxury wedding wearing dirty medical bandages to prove I didn't die in the fire she used to steal my life.
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Chapter 110
"Are you ready for all our tomorrows, my queen?" Dominic whispered into her hair, his deep voice thick with unending devotion. Elena turned in his arms, her eyes shining with radiant certainty, and kissed him softly. "We have won every tomorrow, Dominic," she whispered back. And as the moonlight washed over them in an unbreakable embrace, the story of the Boston king and his queen reached its ultimate, perfect conclusion—surviving the fire, conquering the depths, and resting forever in the brilliant light of their own eternal victory.
