Chapter 7 - Unbroken and Forever HomeAt 8:30 PM, as the spring sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky over Lake Geneva in brilliant shades of rose, gold, and deep sapphire, the private terrace was illuminated by dozens of soft, twinkling fairy lights.
Owen ran up the stone steps, holding a slice of wedding cake, his face bright with a clear, radiant happiness.
"Dominic! Claire!" Owen cheered, pointing toward the lake. "The fireworks are starting!"
Dominic picked up the eight-year-old boy, placing him safely onto his shoulders, while sliding his other broad arm securely around my waist, pulling me flush against his side.
Across the dark, sparkling water, brilliant bursts of gold, green, and silver light exploded into the night sky, illuminating the smiling faces of our guests gathered on the lawn below.
There were no corrupt syndicate bosses demanding forced covenants. There were no arrogant socialites making cruel threats. There were no tears swallowed in dark corridors.
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The lonely, exhausted nurse was dead forever. The sovereign matriarch had claimed her throne.
And standing under the vast, unbroken sky, wrapped in the arms of the man who loved every inch of my soul, listening to the silver laughter of a child who had brought us together, I knew that my life, my heart, and my future were finally, beautifully, and forever home.
