After Death, Love Unveiled (Elara and Lysander)

Perhaps it was because, when Asher married Daphne, the spark they once shared had already faded.

He chose a woman he found easy to manage, someone who would never confront him or make him feel uncertain.

She respected him, but the passion that had once driven their relationship had long since been worn away.

The procession of cars departed the Kensington family's estate, carrying the newlyweds and their guests to the reception.

Asher, an outsider now, was left behind. He glanced at the gift in his hand, tossed it into his car, and drove away from the Kensington family's estate.

At the wedding venue, relatives and friends from the Kensington and Hawthorne families were waiting.

Elara's friends were already chatting in one corner, buzzing with excitement.

When the car pulled up, Lysander stepped out first, then reached back to carefully carry Elara inside.

The ceremony was set to begin later, so Elara was escorted to a private room to rest and prepare.

Lysander leaned in slightly, studying her face. "Are you tired?"

Abit," Elara admitted, letting out a soft laugh. "I barely slept last night, but... I'm really happy."

At those words, Lysander's expression softened into a warm smile. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. "You've done so much today. Thank you." "You two already getting affectionate?" Natalie entered the room and teased them with a grin.

"Hello, Natalie," Lysander said warmly, his mood visibly lifted by the day's events.

Elara urged him, "Go on. You've got plenty to do."

Lysander walked out the door.

Natalie's gaze followed him for a moment before she turned back to Elara with a playful smirk. "Congratulations."

Elara replied, "Thank you, Natalie."

Natalie looked Elara up and down approvingly. "You know, after my divorce from Curtis, I never thought I'd look at marriage positively again."

She continued, "But seeing you and Lysander, I can't help but feel like you two might have that forever kind of love."

Maybe it was because Lysander's care for Elara was so evident, filling the room with a warmth that even a bystander like Natalie could feel.

Elara chuckled. "Not complaining about him anymore?"

"When have I ever complained about him?" Natalie protested. "I just felt bad for you when he was always away for work. Oh, by the way, Juan said she wants to see you!" Elara replied, "Then bring her over!"

Juan, limited in mobility due to her leg injury, had insisted on attending Elara's wedding, and Natalie had been helping her

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throughout the day.

Natalie said, "Alright. I'll bring her soon. You've got time to finish changing anyway"

"Okay," Elara replied.

*****

Elara finished changing into her wedding gown in the lounge.

Natalie entered, pushing Juan in a wheelchair.

"Elara," Juan greeted her with a warm smile.

Turning around, Elara beamed at her. "You're here!"

Juan took a moment to look at Elara. "You look stunning!"

Elara replied, "Thank you! You look beautiful today as well."

Juan's hair had grown longer recently, giving her a more feminine appearance.

She looked gentle now, a stark contrast to her earlier, distant demeanor with her short, boyish haircut.

Back then, her silence often left people uncertain about her identity. And beyond that, she always looked unhappy

Hearing Elara's compliment, Juan smiled. "Seeing you get married makes me genuinely happy."

Elara said sincerely, "Thank you. So many friends came to this wedding. It's really touched me, especially you."

She continued, "I told you not to make the trip, but you still insisted on coming! It makes me feel like I'm not even worthy of such kindness..." Before traveling back in time, Elara had been utterly alone at this moment. She had no one by her side.

The painful memories of those lonely days formed a stark contrast to the joy she felt now.

The thought of it brought a wave of emotion. Life could be unforgiving. One wrong choice could lead to irreversible consequences.

Juan looked at her warmly. "When you first got engaged to Lysander, I envied you so much. But now, I think I might be a little jealous of him."

Elara laughed. "Why would you be jealous of him?"

Juan replied, "Because you're amazing. I feel like he's the lucky one in this marriage."

Elara shook her head. "I'm not amazing. You think too highly of the! You need to make more friends and spend time with other people. Then you won't think I'm so great anymore!"

Juan had very few friends and wasn't the type to take the initiative to socialize.

Because of this, he placed extra importance on those who treated her kindly.

Juan said, "Anyway, congratulations on your wedding!"

Although Elara and Lysander's marriage had been long expected witnessing it still brought a peculiar feeling to Juan's heart.

"Thank you," Elara replied.

After chatting for a while, Juan left to avoid taking up too much Elara's time.

At ten o'clock, the ceremony began. Elara appeared at the entrance, radiant in her wedding gown.

She looked ahead, where Lysander waited for her in a suit at the end of the aisle. A complex mix of peace and excitement surged through her. It was a tangle of emotions she couldn't quite describe. Lysander was someone she had chosen twice, even before traveling back in time.

Barrett walked beside Elara, holding her hand as they crossed the aisle. When they reached Lysander, Barrett placed her hand in his.

"I'm entrusting Elara to you," Barrett said.

"Thank you," Lysander replied, his voice steady. He glanced at Elara and reached out to hold her hand.

When Asher married Daphne, it had been a public spectacle broadcast for all to see.

In contrast, Elara and Lysander's wedding was understated and private, with no photography allowed. The Hawthorne family valued their privacy and didn't want personal moments shared with the public. Among the guests was Sully, sitting inconspicuously in a corner. His expression remained neutral as he watched the ceremony unfold.

He thought back to his wedding to Yessenia. It had been a simple affair, but at the time, he believed they were the happiest couple in the world.

But later, Wyatt intervened, using underhanded tactics to separate him and Yessenia. Now, Yessenia was gone, and yet her son stood there, basking in happiness.

The thought stirred an uncomfortable bitterness within Sully.

Harold approached, taking a seat beside him. "Sully, you came too?"

Sully nodded. "Yessenia's son is getting married. Of course, I have to come."

He glanced at Harold, his tone laced with irony. "Letting your niece marry into the Hawthorne family? You're not afraid, are you?"

Harold sighed. "Lysander isn't like his father. He treats Elara well

Though Harold had initially opposed the marriage, there was no point in protesting now.

Sully countered, "Does he really? Don't you think Lysander is just like his father? He's selfish and incapable of understanding anyone else's perspective."

He continued, "If Yessenia knew her son barely remembers her now, I can't imagine how disappointed she'd be."

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Harold tried to console him. "You've got to let it go. No matter what, today is a happy occasion. The tragedies of the past... you should leave them behind."

"You might be able to let go, but I can't," Sully said, his gaze fixed on the couple exchanging rings. His expression was grim.

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Harold received a message from Natalie and left briefly to seat empty.

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Natalie walked over and noticed her father staring at the vacant chair. "Dad, what are you looking at?" she asked.