For a moment, she considered throwing the invitation away. But then her gaze fell on her children—two beautiful little humans with his dark eyes and sharp cheekbones.
Maybe it was time for him to see what he had missed.
A faint smile tugged at her lips as she pulled out her phone.
“Alright, kids,” she said. “We’re going to a wedding.”
The wedding venue was the epitome of modern luxury—an Italian villa replica nestled in the rolling hills of California, adorned with crystal chandeliers, marble floors, and rose-draped arches framing the main courtyard. Guests in designer suits and gowns mingled, sipping champagne and capturing every moment for Instagram.
Alexander stood by the altar, beaming in his custom tuxedo. Beside him, Cassandra radiated elegance in a custom Dior gown, but her smile seemed slightly off, as though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Then, his gaze shifted.
Lila entered quietly, wearing a navy-blue dress that elegantly hugged her figure. Her hair was neatly pulled back, and on either side of her were two children—one boy, one girl—both around six years old. Their faces were calm yet curious, their wide eyes observing everything with quiet wonder.
Alexander hadn’t expected her to show up.
Cassandra leaned in, her voice low. “Is that your ex-wife?”
