Chapter 200. Are You Nervous?

June POV

I’m sitting in front of the mirror when Kayla asks it, her fingers gently pinning a loose curl into place.

“Are you nervous?”

I let out a slow breath and look at my own reflection.

The woman staring back at me almost doesn’t feel real.

The gown is simple, soft, and perfect, hugging my body in a way that makes my little bump look like a promise instead of a flaw. My hair is longer now, styled in loose waves that fall over my shoulders. I look… happy. Fragile. Real.

“I am,” I admit with a small laugh. “I’m getting married, Kayla. Of course I’m nervous. But I’m happy too.”

The word happy tastes strange in my mouth—sweet, but edged with something deeper. Heavier. This is the moment. The one I never really allowed myself to dream of.

I think of Natalya’s wedding dress, how I stood there pretending to be fine while my heart was breaking. I think of how Hermes had looked at me that day when he finally said he loved me.