After lunch, the celebration stretched on until nearly nine in the evening—filled with conversation, laughter, toasts, and countless photographs. Gabriel left with Ava for her apartment, while Arthur took Zoe back to the hotel where they were staying, despite Thor’s insistence that they spend the night at the mansion. Arthur simply wanted some privacy with his fiancée.

Celina and Thor took a quick shower and set off for their honeymoon. Thor helped her into the car, and she was still smiling, wrapped in a warm sense of peace and gratitude. Sitting in the passenger seat, she absently traced the gold ring on her finger, her gaze lost on the road ahead, unaware of what was waiting for her.

At the wheel, Thor remained calm. There was something in his eyes—something that hinted at a secret—but he said nothing. Every now and then, he reached for her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers as he drove down increasingly unfamiliar streets. Celina glanced at him, curious, but chose not to ask