Daughter of Kaos (The Daughter Trilogy Book 3)

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road,” he grumbles.
    “You’re leaving?” I whimper.
    “Yeah. I’ve apparently served my purpose, and I helped save your life just as my mother’s vision
    told me to do. I don’t feel like I’m finished, but I can’t stay here and watch you be with him. It’s too
    painful.”
    I get sick almost instantly. I hate seeing him hurt like this when I know how he feels about me.
    “Jace, I’m sorry. Please don’t run off though,” I plead.
    “I need to. I’ll see you again when I can, but for now I’m going to try to find some reasoning for
    all this. It’s obvious you were fated to be with him, but it feels as though you were fated to be with
    me as well. I have to find closure,” he explains.
    I can’t make him stay, and I wish there was something that could take away his obvious misery.
    “I understand. I don’t like it, but I understand.”
    He walks over to hug me, and his breath grows rasp against the top of my head.
    “I love you, Adisia. Maybe one day I won’t anymore.”
    He pulls back, and then he kisses me just beside the lips.
    “Bye Jace,” I whisper as he flashes from the room and out of my life.
    I struggle against the new wave of tears, and then I look out the window to see Devin shifting
    from side to side while staring at the door I’m supposed to emerge from.
    His eager excitement is enough to bring me down from the sad exit, and I steady my breath as I
    flash down the stairs before slowing to a respectable pace for mortal eyes.
    Dad is waiting proudly, and I loop my arm through his.
    Cheryl is gaping out the side window just before the doors open, and I laugh as she walks over to
    me in disbelief.
    “Holy hot groomsmen. Why didn’t you tell me they were all so… oh-my-gosh hot? I wouldn’t
    have brought a dud date with me,” she scolds.
    “Sorry,” I say while shrugging playfully, but it’s for the best considering the effects of falling for
    an immortal.
    “Why aren’t we walking with them down the aisle?” she gripes.
    “I thought this would be a more dramatic effect,” I chuckle out. “You’ll get to walk back with
    them,” I add.
    She frowns and then takes her spot in line as they all filter through the doors. Clara gives me a
    giddy grin while taking her spot in front of me, and she reaches back to clutch and squeeze my hand
    just before walking off.
    “I can still sneak you out the back,” Dad jokes.
    “There’s only one direction I want to go… forward,” I smolder out, and Dad almost drips a new
    tears.
    “Then let’s do it,” he murmurs softly as a soft, beautiful melody begins to play.
    Devin’s eyes widen in complete astonishment when he sees me strolling down the aisle, and
    gushing excitement rings out as everyone in the audience gets a look at my new goddess body with the
    perfect wedding gown dressing it.
    I smile confidently, and it’s so incredible to feel this way. I spent my whole life in a self
    conscious shell, but now I feel good enough to be with someone as phenomenal as Devin.
    I almost burn up when his eyes dare me to charge him, and I giggle when Dad shifts against my
    arm.
    “You feel like you’ve got a fever,” he worries.
    “I do,” I sizzle, and he grumbles very uncomfortably at my crude remark.
    Then my bouquet starts to wilt under my heated touch. I almost laugh, but I refrain.
    Devin smirks when he overhears the provocative comment I shouldn‘t have made in front of my
    dad, and he tugs at his collar while trying to fight the urge to rip me from my dad’s arms and drag me
    out of here.
    Dad slowly releases me while giving me a peck on the back of my hand, and Devin pulls me up to
    face him.
    “Amazing. You look incredible,” he gushes, and then he pulls me closer to meet his lips.
    Everyone starts laughing at his rushed kiss, and the minister clears his throat of the disapproval
    while he begins his speech.
    I don’t hear a word of anything as my eyes burn into Devin’s, and his lips silently beg mine to
    return. I

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