The first shuttle bus from the hotel arrived, and we stood up to welcome our pack to our home. Malachi had decided against using the den for tonight’s ceremony. He didn’t want the memory of the basement to tinge tonight.
The house filled up with people and warm greetings and hugs were shared. Laughter was heard everywhere as families celebrated together and suddenly, Karani was there, striking in a deep purple dress.
“Wow, Mom. You look beautiful,” I said and she smiled.
“Thank you, Kiran.”
“You look captivating,” Malachi said and kissed her hand.
Karani’s smile softened, and I knew that one day I wanted Adara to look at me the way Karani was looking at Malachi. They had the perfect marriage and their love for each other would stand the test of time.
She told us to take our places an
