Chapter 105. Wedding

Roman’s POV

Anxiety coursed through my bloodstream as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. It was finally our wedding day. I was supposed to be the calm, laid-back person between the two of us, but the panic clogging my throat begged to differ. My bowtie suddenly felt too tight for my liking, while my hands felt cold yet clammy at the same time. Heaving a deep sigh to calm my tense nerves, I glanced down at the time before sucking cold air through my teeth.

We were currently in one of my inherited mansions in California. The wedding was going to take place at a nearby garden dedicated to my parents’ memory. It had also been a day since I last saw Sofie, and three hours since I last saw Ethan. Nana had mentioned something about it being bad luck if I saw my fiancée the night before our wedding. Of course, I didn’t believe in superstitions like that, but I knew better than to