Chapter 10 - The Bright Horizon
The sun dipped below the Chicago skyline, painting the clouds in brilliant shades of violet and gold.
Inside the grand ballroom of the Moretti estate, the celebration was in full swing. Soft jazz played from the corner, guests laughed over champagne, and out on the terrace, the lake water lapped peacefully against the stone wall.
Camille stood by the glass doors, watching Willa and Josie chase each other around a massive chocolate wedding cake while two of Adrian’s most trusted men—now wearing polite waiter vests—carefully handed them extra-large scoops of vanilla ice cream with rainbow sprinkles.
Adrian walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin comfortably on her shoulder.
"Thinking about the supermarket?" Adrian asked softly, pressing a gentle kiss to her neck.
Camille smiled, leaning back into his embrace. "Sometimes. It feels like a lifetime ago."
"It was a lifetime ago," Adrian agreed, turning her around so she was facing him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his classic silver wristwatch—the same one he had calmly removed in aisle four before stepping forward to change the course of their lives forever. He fastened it back onto his wrist with a quiet click.
"What are you thinking about now?" Camille asked, resting her hands on his chest.
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Adrian looked past her, watching their daughters laugh as they smeared ice cream on each other's noses, before looking back down into Camille’s eyes with absolute, unwavering devotion.
"I'm thinking," Adrian whispered, smiling as he pulled her closer against his heart, "that we finally got our ice cream."
