Chapter 73. Meet You After

After the examination, the medical staff told us it was okay to talk to Pier now. Amanda told me to go alone so we can talk in private. Now, inside the room, the sterile air seemed charged with unspoken tension as I faced Pier, who had now awakened, a wary uncertainty etched on his features. The room, bathed in the clinical glow of fluorescent lights, held a weight of shared history that lingered between us.

"Pier," I began, my voice steady, yet a current of vulnerability coursing beneath the surface. "There's something we need to talk about, something that we left hanging in the air a long time ago." I hesitated briefly, grappling with the weight of the unspoken words. "Our wedding, Pier. It didn't happen."

A flicker of recognition crossed Pier's eyes, and a shadow of remembrance seemed to dance in the depths of his gaze. The gravity of the revelation settled between us, creating an unspoken bridge connecting the past to the