AMIRA'S POV
“I’ll come with you to the wedding,” I said softly, the decision finally settling on my chest like a calming breeze after a storm. I had thought long and hard before speaking those words, and I meant them. The moment they left my mouth, I saw Logan’s entire expression shift. It was like watching the sun rise over his face—relief, joy, and love all wrapped into one reaction. His eyes lit up with a warmth that melted the final bits of resentment I had been holding on to, and in that moment, I felt like we were okay again—like we were us again.
“Thank you, amor,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I really don’t know what I would’ve said to Jake if I couldn’t bring you with me. I promised him that I would do anything to make sure you were there on their big day. Thank you f
