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“Am I here because of that bitch? I never wanted her; I was only interested in her money,” he lies because I doubt any man alive could be indifferent to the beauty of Lykaios’s bride.
“I don’t believe you. However, that doesn’t matter anymore, my friend. She’s fine. Her parents, too. Macy recovered from cancer. Scott is healthy as a bull, and you, you are here, stuck in a basement in the middle of nowhere, being tortured for months. Was it worth it?”
A glimmer of hope appears in his eyes. “No. I’m sorry.”
I take the blade I like to work with, and in a single blow, I end his life.
“It was a rhetorical question, Mike. By the time you got in my friend’s way, you were already dead. You just didn’t know it yet.”
Christos
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
Christos and Zoe’s Wedding Day
NORTH CAROLINA
She’s coming for me.
Beautiful, smiling.
Mine.
We’ve gone through a lifetime to get here, but from today onwards, only death can part us. Maybe not even death.
Zoe has blossomed. At the same time, her appearance remains caught between girl and woman.
She’s been laughing and joking a lot lately, and I believe Macy’s recovery was a big factor in that equation.
Oh, and our boys, of course. She loves being pregnant and is happy to see her belly grow.
She’s also more confident. She’s bold enough to occasionally displease one person or another.
My mom, my mother-in-law, Zoe, and Bia planned the entire wedding, using Yuri as a last resort. I suspect he thanked his lucky starsbecause when the four of them started talking at the same time, only a translator could understand.
When I asked why she didn’t hire a professional wedding planner, she replied that this would be her one and only wedding, so she wanted to do everything she had always dreamed of.
A few days ago, we made the farm in North Carolina our permanent home. The move was discussed with the entire family, and when my parents said they would move to Chapel Hill to be closer to us, she cried.
However, I knew her happiness would never be complete without Scott and Macy around. So, after talking to my in-laws, I bought them a house next door to my parents. Thus, the four will be able to participate in their grandchildren’s lives—not only the twins to come but also many others, as we plan to contribute generously to the planet’s population.
Zoe walks arm in arm with her father, and Scott looks very proud of his little girl. He whispers something to her, and she smiles.
God, the woman is so beautiful. I am completely in love with her, with everything about her.
We have our disagreements like any couple—usually because of my overprotectiveness and the fear of something happening to her—but the fights don’t last. Zoe has the power to calm my reactive nature.
She’s still in therapy, and her anxiety disorder has subsided, although sometimes it rears its head. The other day, she woke up in the middle of the night and asked me what would become of the babies if we died.
I know it’s her mind playing tricks. It’s not something you can avoid. I have read about it. Anxiety disorder is notdrama, as most people think; it’s a real diagnosis.
I even took an online courseto learn how to help her deal with it. I learned that an anxiety attack can be triggered by anything. We’ve talked about it and tried to create strategies to avoid them, but it’s not always possible.
Anyway, there are almost no sad moments now, and every day spent with her is a novelty.
Zoe’s kindness is a match for her beauty.
She finally stands in front of me, and Scott hugs her before pinchingher cheek. Dad comes down from the pulpit, breaking protocol, to kiss her on the forehead.
