Chapter 24

On the day of the wedding, Jenvil was deep in winter. Jasmine stood before the mirror in a flowing gown, its pearl-adorned train spilling like moonlight across the floor. She gazed at her reflection and was suddenly reminded of Matthew's joke years ago. "I want to be the first one to see it if you ever wear a wedding dress." Timothy had also added, "No one else can see you in a wedding dress but me." Her fingertips paused slightly. Then, she lowered her gaze with the faintest hint of mockery at her lips. Now, it was Sebastian standing behind her, adjusting her veil. His slender fingers gently brushed through her hair with movements that were tender yet restrained. He asked in a low voice, "Nervous?" Jasmine met his eyes through the mirror and shook her head gently. "Just feeling... a bit surreal." Sebastian chuckled softly. "Me too." The wedding was held at the Campbell family's private estate. After the fresh snow, the sun filtered through the glass dome, bathing the entir