Jun 16, 2026 My sister thought my Navy uniform would ruin her royal wedding. So she erased me from the guest list, smiled for the cameras, and pretended I did not exist

bright in her eyes.

“Thank you.”

Nico shrugged awkwardly.

“Don’t make it weird.”

He walked away, and Rachel laughed through tears.

It was the first real laugh I had heard from her in years.

Not polished.

Not elegant.

Real.

And then came the final twist none of us saw coming.

Not from Voss.

Not from the palace.

Not from Rachel.

From Nico himself.

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