Ryland's P.O.V.
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~ Two years later ~
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"Are you nervous?" Jax asked me as he straightened my tie.
"Hell yeah," I replied shakily.
Jax chuckled.
"Just relax. It's not a big deal. You and Nasha have been through much worse," he said.
"Yeah, but... I don't know." I said honestly.
Jax's eyes flickered to mine.
"Are you having cold feet?" He asked casually.
"No, why? Did Nasha say something?" I asked.
Jax laughed.
"You should see your face right now." He teased me.
I rolled my eyes at my brother. Jax slapped my shoulders, and beamed at me. I just stared at him with a flat look.
"Would you chill?" Jax said. "You're getting married, not joining a cult."
"I know," I said as I
