Epilogue

Five months later

The sun hung high in the clear sky, casting a radiant glow over the crystal-blue waters, making Calilo Island’s natural beauty even more enchanting on this particular day.

The beach was elegantly decorated, and rows of chairs lined up endlessly on the bright green grass. A mirrored aisle stretched down the middle, adorned with Angel’s and Devil’s trumpet flowers, creating a stunning pathway. At the end of the aisle stood a majestic gazebo, its pillars graced with vibrant, colorful flowers.

A crowd of people had gathered, mingling and taking their seats. By the gazebo, Damiano watched over their friends and family, all of whom had flown in to witness this special day.

Damiano had a small crease between his brows, shuffling around on his feet for the first time in his life as he kept fixing his tie, double-checking to make sure he at least looked decent enough on such a meaningful day.

“Nervous, brother?” Lorenzo approached Dami