VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

TWO MONTHS LATER

Our wedding was finally going to happen, and this time, nothing was going to stop it.

At least, that was the promise I kept repeating to myself.

I leaned back in my chair, fingers idly tracing the edge of my ring as my mind wandered to the ceremony waiting just two weeks away.

It was going to be beautiful. It was going to be perfect.

Just like Zevran and me.

I let a soft sigh slip out, my eyes drifting toward the floor-to-ceiling windows as ...