Chapter 128

Kamari's Point of View

Three Months Later

Winter wasn't as bad in Jagged Rock as I remembered. Everything was dead, yes, but it wasn't as cold. Nor as wet.

Not that I minded either. With three men sleeping in my bed at night, a girl got hot rather fast.

I wasn't complaining. Neither were they.

A brush with death made them all realize that I was the one. They were all adamant that this type of arrangement was fine. That they were fine.

We bickered from time to time, as one would expect of engaged couples. they bickered all the time. As one would expect from three overgrown toddlers.

But everything was right. All of it neatly in place.

"Hey, what are you doing out here? Do you want to catch a cold the week before your wedding?" My mother called from her cottage.

Strange to think that she had changed as well. Handed over the reins to me the moment I was out and about again.

According to her, I earned it and then some.

"Just getting some peace and quiet away from all the people," I call