*Bianca*

“I am but…” I pulled my hands from his.

“But what?” Leo frowned.

I motioned to my dress. “Should we risk it? You’ve seen me in my dress. What if that means nothing but bad luck for us?” I giggled.

Leo scoffed and grabbed my arms. He pulled me into a warm, comforting embrace.

“I don’t give a fuck about tradition. We make our own luck in this world. He smiled at me with a heart melting smile. “I only care about you, ...