Max stepped into Elle’s room, where his mother was busy fixing a broken design on the wedding dress while Enny smoothed the hem across the bed. He stopped at the doorway, taking in the room with its yellow theme. From the window curtains to the bed drapes and bedsheets, everything was a bright, warm yellow, like captured sunshine.
Sunshine. He recalled how Elle had once said she loved the color because she wanted to live under the sun, to be outside beneath it for all the hours it stayed up in the sky. She wanted to feel its warmth on her skin, to exist where its light could always reach her. I want to ride with it, if that makes any sense, Angel, she used to say so passionately, her eyes bright whenever she spoke about it. That was why sunflowers had always been her favorite.
A soft look crossed his face as he stepped farther into the room, one that suddenly made him feel far too big for the space. Everything was femininely fitted and somehow too small for his size, as though he barely fit within its walls. He stopped at the threshold, looking around awkwardly, uncertain whether he should leave or make himself known to the two busy ladies.
His mother sensed his presence and turned over her shoulder to look at him, her hazel eyes brightening immediately as she set the dress down on the bed. "Angel." She exclaimed in delight.
His aunt noticed him at the same time, her red eyes lighting up as well as she walked toward him.
"Good morning," he greeted the both of them with a gentle smile.
"Oh God in heaven, look at you, Angel. You look... big. And different." Evenly chuckled as she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him, which he returned without hesitation.
"My, my, what have you been eating to grow this much?"
"I guess some of us do grow with time, Enny," he remarked shyly.
It was astonishing how the boy she had once carried in her arms had grown into this man. Though his growth had happened rapidly, she hadn’t expected him to look even bigger than his father in build by the time it finally stopped.
"I missed you so much, Angel," Enny said softly as she pulled back to study his face again. "You left and stayed away without even bothering to come back to visit. You didn’t even send us letters anymore."
Her voice carried both amazement and disappointment, and beneath it all, a quiet heartbreak, not only for his long absence, but because he wouldn’t be the one she would be welcoming as her son-in-law today. She had allowed Elle to choose the man she wanted, because Evenly didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes that had once been forced upon her. She had been pressured by her own father into marrying for wealth, into choosing a man not out of love alone but to add value to their family’s standing in society, and she had sworn never to do the same to her daughter.
Had she been the one to choose for Elle... she would have picked Angel a hundred times.
"I’m sorry, ma’am," Max said sincerely. "I wanted to write, but we don’t have access to mail there. It’s restricted to force us to focus."
It was only a half-lie. He could have written if he wanted to.
She hugged him again anyway. "I forgive you. I’m just glad you’re here to attend Elle’s wedding."
When she looked into his eyes once more, Max was tempted to tell her that Uncle Rav would be returning very soon, so she wouldn’t think he had forgotten his promises. But then he decided it was better left as a surprise. Having Uncle Rav walk into the house unexpectedly would be far more meaningful than any announcement he could make now.
Though he sometimes wished he could regret going to Asterfall after what had happened, because it had made him miss out on a beautiful life with his family and a future with his Elle, he didn’t regret it. Soon, he would fulfill the promises he had made, to her, and to everyone else he had silently sworn to help.
What he regretted terribly was the path he had taken there. The one that had destroyed not just him, but everything he had once been. He shut the thought out before it could give him panic and fear again.
Enny stepped back, and mama moved forward.
"You’re here so early," Belle said. "I thought you said you’d meet us at the venue. Still, I’m glad you came here instead. We can go together as a family, so the McKays won’t think our Elle doesn’t have any relatives of her own."
She gave him a brief hug before pulling him fully into the room. "Have you met Elle yet? Rosey went to get her, but neither of them has returned."
"Yes. They will be here soon." He mused.
She guided him to sit on the edge of the bed. The frame let out a small crack beneath his weight before she placed the wedding dress across his thighs.
"We need your help," Belle said, urgency slipping into her tone as she placed her hand on his shoulder.
"My help?" Angel asked, his gaze dropping to the wedding dress. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"Some of the designs came loose when your aunt was carrying the dress. The stones were set with heat, but lighting a fire to use an iron would take too long. We need your powers to glue the stones back onto the bodice."
She carefully positioned the stones where they belonged and looked to him expectantly. She had meant to find her husband or Finn, but Angel’s timing couldn’t have been better.
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