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AT THE SAME EVENING AT ISABELLA'S POV: The ceremony had drained every ounce of energy from me. The lights, the faces, the whispers, all of it felt like a blur now. I barely remembered the vows, the way Noah had looked at me with such intensity, as if he was promising me more than just his name. But it was over now. We were married. Married. I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands trembling slightly as I pulled at the fabric of my gown. I glanced toward the door, half expecting Noah to walk in any moment. I wanted to escape Noah, but now I was his wife and princess. It felt so unreal. "I am married."I muttered."I am married to the main lead of this book." At that moment, I heard the soft creak of the door opening, and Noah stepped inside. He looked tired. He must have noticed my nerves b