(Derek)
As we drove up to Mr. Hargrove's mansion, I felt relieved. Olivia’s hand was still in mine, as I held on to it.
We’d just left my parent’s place, and even though it hadn’t gone perfectly, she’d handled everything with more grace than I could have hoped for.
She was incredible, strong—much stronger than they deserved to see. But, as much as I hated the way they’d treated her, I still wanted them there for our real wedding.
This was our future, and I wanted everyone who mattered to be a part of it, even if they didn’t deserve to.
We pulled up to the mansion, and Olivia looked over at me. There was a peace in her eyes that hadn’t been there before, and I realized how much my family’s judgment had been on her. But now, she looked like she could finally breathe.
“You know,” I s
