Chapter 15 - A Symphony of Peace
The wedding ceremony was small, intimate, and held in the private courtyard of the estate, surrounded only by the people who had proven their unyielding loyalty. There were no flashing cameras or superficial high-society elites—only genuine family and sacred vows exchanged in the sacred quiet of mutual devotion.
Elena wore a breathtaking gown of delicate white lace, her hair woven with small pearl pins, while Dante wore a classic black tuxedo that highlighted his powerful, protective stance. As the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, Dante leaned down and kissed her softly, the cheers of the gathered guests echoing warmly across the garden.
Later that evening, as the stars filled the Chicago night sky, Elena stood on the balcony overlooking the emerald grounds, resting her head against Dante's shoulder. She realized that her silence was never a curse; it was the quiet space where true understanding lived. Free from the shadows of her past, she had found a man who didn't need words to hear her heart, and together, they stepped into a brilliant, unbreakable future.
