A YEAR LATEREMILY'S POV“Mom, why do we have to wear black today? Is it a special party?” Nina asked, tilting her head as I carefully buttoned the front of her dark wool coat.“It’s a memorial service, sweetheart,” I said softly, smoothing down her collar and kissing her forehead.“What’s a memorial service?”“It’s a quiet gathering we hold for someone who has passed away,” I explained, keeping the language simple enough for her nine-year-old mind to process. “It’s a way for the people who are still here to show that they haven't forgotten them. It means their memory stays safe with us.”The bedroom door clicked open, and Cade stepped into the suite. He was dressed in a tailored black suit, his expression quiet and contemplative. He walked over, leaning down to press a soft kiss against Nina’s hair.“Is it time to head to the chapel?” I asked, standing up.“Not just yet,” Cade murmured, checking his watch. “You and I need to make a specific stop first. The nanny will stay with Nina un
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