Chapter 10

Meadow’s POV

If anyone had told me last week that I would be getting in a private jet with my billionaire husband instead of getting married to the man I thought was the love of my life, I would’ve had them committed.

But… this was real. This was really happening.

Maybe later, I would sit myself down and drown in my thoughts and ponder on my stupidity, but right now?

Right now I was in the back of a black SUV that smelled like leather and money, staring out the tinted windows as the driver drove toward the airport.

My fingers kept twitching in my lap, and every now and then, they brushed against the ring.

His ring.

It was hard to ignore it. The ring was beautiful, heavy, definitely not something I could ever forget was there.

Especially not with Alaric sitting next to me like the devil’s incarnate—ankle crossed over one knee, his clean red bottoms glaring at me like I did something wrong. 

He hadn’t said a w