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 86
Footsteps sounded softly on the gravel path behind him. Elena walked up, placing a warm hand on his shoulder and looking down at the photograph with a tender, knowing expression. "Thinking about how far we've come?" she asked softly. Dominic looked up, taking her hand and pulling her down onto the bench beside him. "I was just thinking about how lucky I am that those four little boys lost their way in a men's room," Dominic smiled.
