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Tyler wiped at his eyes, saying, “Why don’t you go tell Farrah and the girls it’s time?”

“Sounds good,” I said, trying to compose myself.

“Wait,” Gage said. He reached onto the TV table, getting a red velvet box. “Can you give this to Cora?” Then he got a bigger gift and said, “This one’s for Farrah.”

I nodded, wiping at my eyes as I went to the stairs, walking down a flight to the suite where Farrah, Cora, Henrietta, and Mia were getting ready.

Farrah looked absolutely stunning in a blush-colored dress that hugged her curves and flared at the waist. Mia and Cora’s dresses matched my own, one-shouldered gowns in a darker shade of pink.

“Is everyone ready?” Farrah asked me.

I nodded. “Except Gage asked me to give this to Miss Cora.”

Cora’s eyes lit up. “A present?”

I nodded.

She took the velvet box and opened it up, revealing a stunning silver tiara. “What does the note say?” she asked.

Farrah picked it up, reading his words. “Every princess needs a crown. Love, Gage.”

And now I was crying again.

Farrah’s eyes shone with emotion as she lifted the tiara from the box and placed it over Cora’s curls while Pascale snapped photos in the background.

“Perfect,” Farrah said, hugging her daughter tight.

I held out the other gift Gage gave me. “This one’s for you, Farrah.”

She took it, peeling back the silver paper and then stared at the frame, her hand covering her mouth.

“Is it a picture from that photoshoot?” I asked.

Farrah shook her head, smiling, and turned the frame to show me a scrap of paper with a phone number on it. She held up the card stock tapped to the back of the frame and read,

“I’ve kept this since the day you walked in my office. I knew you were special then, and I love you more than ever now. And I wanted to frame it, because even if a relationship starts out with a few dings, it can turn into something beautiful.”

Mia and I exchanged glances, and Mia wiped at her eyes. “Am I going to be crying all day?” she asked. “I’m supposed to be a big bad CEO on Monday!”

“I know I am,” I replied. “Thank God for waterproof mascara.”

Farrah wiped at her eyes, saying, “I hope they’re happy tears. You know, I’ve always been an only child, and today feels like I’m not just getting a husband; I’m gaining an entire family.”

Henrietta and I went to hug her, and Hen said, “Joining this family has been the biggest blessing in my life. I know it will be for you too.”

“And I’m happy to get another sister,” I said. “If Rhett ever gets married, we’ll outnumber the boys one day.”

“Girl power!” Cora said, pumping her little fist in the air.

We laughed and then fixed our makeup so we could go downstairs.

And Mia was right. I cried through the entire ceremony. Farrah and Gage wrote their own vows and had everyone there sobbing with how heartfelt they were. Gage even wrote vows specifically for each child, promising to be there for them always and to love them as his own.

Even though we were a small crowd, we had a reception, dancing to music played by a DJ who took more requests than chose songs on his own. The kids picked classics like “Crazy Frog” and “Barbie Girl.” And at the end, there was a bouquet toss.

Mia, Cora, and I were the only ones standing to catch it when Farrah threw the bouquet over her head.

The flowers sailed through the air and landed directly in my hands.

Farrah turned, grinning at me, and said, “Your turn.”

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