Page 234 of My Husband’s New Fiancée

And then he calmly starts explaining the specifications of the next model: reinforced chassis, bulletproof windows, built-in security system, encrypted GPS tracking.

I stare at him.

“Dante… that’s an armored car.”

He doesn’t take his eyes off the road.

“As long as you and the baby are safe, I’ll drive a tank if I have to.”

He’s completely serious. And deep down, I know he would.

The car comes to a stop in front of city hall.

Just as I’m about to step out, he leans toward the back seat and grabs a bouquet before handing it to me.

Peonies. Beautiful ones. The same flowers from our first wedding.

My heart tightens softly.

Those are the details that move me most. Those quiet gestures that say everything he doesn’t always express out loud.

How well he knows me. How, despite everything, he never truly let me go.

Our loved ones are already waiting for us on the steps.

We greet them warmly before heading inside together.

The absence of my parents sends a brief ache through my chest, but I don’t dwell on it. They wouldn’t have wanted me to be sad today.

The registrar, a woman in her sixties with kind eyes, welcomes us warmly and begins the ceremony in a calm, steady voice.

This is the second time I’m getting married.

And yet I’m even more emotional than the first time. Because we came back from so far away.

The trials happened. The sentences were handed down.

Bianca and Peltier were found guilty. Wald will stand trial soon, but his fate is already obvious.

Their lies, their violence, their control over our lives… all of it finally belongs to the past.

For the first time in years, their shadow no longer hangs over us.

I can breathe freely again.

Dante takes my hands in his.

His gaze finds mine.

“Loving you was the best thing that ever happened to me. Losing you… was the worst nightmare of my life.”

His voice falters only slightly before finding its strength again.

“I’m not going to tell you that I love you. You already know that. I just want to promise you this: I will cherish every day beside you as if it were the last. I will never take you for granted. I will be the pillar you can always lean on. And the place where you’ll always find peace, understanding, and comfort. I promise to make you my priority. Every single day.”

His words shake me more deeply than I thought possible. Because they carry the weight of everything we survived.

I squeeze his hands in return.