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Today was more than a wedding—it was proof that he had won. Olivia, polished and born into privilege, was the final piece. With her on his arm, his past officially ceased to exist. Then a sound cut through the soft music—a deep engine hum. At the garden’s edge, a black limousine idled. The driver opened the rear door. Emily stepped out. Five years ago, he remembered her exhausted and pregnant, crying in a cramped kitchen while he explained that love was a luxury he couldn’t afford.
