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will,” she responded, batting her eyes, almost giving way to sleep. “I think our parents are going to hate us for this, though.”
    “I don’t.”
    “How can you be so sure when I haven’t even met your parents yet, Tyson?”
    “Because my parents know me well enough to know that I wouldn’t marry anyone who was subpar ...someone they would disapprove of.”
    “What if they don’t like me?”
    “They’ll love you. Do you know why?”
    “Why?”
    “When they meet you, they’ll know I married my soulmate.”
    Gabrielle smiled.
    “You are the eggs to my cake batter, baby,” he told her, then laughed.
    Gabrielle laughed , too.
    “You’re the chocolate chips in my cookies.”
    Gabrielle giggled more, snuggling tightly against his chest.
    “You’re the love of my life,” he said, brushing his fingers across her hair, near her temple.
    Gabrielle’s heart was full. Anymore love tonight and she’d explode. Tyson was indeed her soulmate and she looked forward to spending the rest of her life making him happy.
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 18
     
     
    Dilvan paced the room after Heshan told him the news. He rubbed his head, feeling defeated. In many ways, he was, but due to his own actions.
    “And they were ma rried yesterday?” Dilvan asked, looking confused.
    “Yeah ,” Heshan said. “Why do you care, anyway? It’s not like you wanted her. I heard you were dating Isabella Torres.”
    “I went out with her once.”
    “Well, go out with her again because Gabrielle is taken.”
    Dilvan shook his head. “Mother was right,” Dilvan admitted.
    Heshan sat up tall. “Did you just say Mother was right ?”
    “Yes. I’m not ashamed to admit that now.” He silently paced the floor then asked, “Was I really that bad to Gabrielle?”
    “Yeah, you were. I watched you dash a glass of water in her fac e among countless other things. The best thing you can do for Gabrielle, now, is to let her be happy. Tyson loves her.”
    “Man , forget Tyson. I’m your brother and you seem to have Tyson’s back on everything, but when it comes to me—”
    “I do have your back when you’re doing things like you’re supposed to.”
    “Now you sound like Mother.”
    “Come on, Dilvan, man...do you really think I would have your back with the way you were treating Gabrielle? I may be single, but even if I was in a relationship, I would never treat a woman the way you treated her. Never.”
    Dilvan sighed.
    “Never, ever, ever.”
    “Okay, I get it,” Dilvan said, agitated.
    “You’ve learned a lesson,” Heshan told his brother, “Now move on. There are other women. You have women falling at your feet. Why don’t you pick up one of them?”
    “Because I don’t want one of them.” He paced the floor again, in deep thought. “Gabrielle thinks Tyson is so perfect...bet she doesn’t know why Desiree left him.”
    “You don’t know either, so stop speculating.”
    “Speculating? You and I both know he was a sniper for the government. And trust me...it’s not a coincidence that his best friend, the one who ran off with Desiree, just so happened to die in a store robbery. Tyson is unstable, and I don’t care if you tell him I said so.”
    “I’m not telling him anything because there’s nothing to tell. You just need to leave Gabrielle alone is all I’m saying.”
    Heshan’s advice went in one ear and out of the other. Dilvan had one more hand to play in order to get Gabrielle back. If he told her his suspicions about Tyson, would that be enough to place doubt in her mind about him? He would find out soon enough.
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 19
     
     
    Today, Tyson and Gabrielle were preparing for their wedding reception. They’d been married for a week, back home and enjoying everything married life had to offer. Now, it was time to share their joy with the family.
    Though it was chilly, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. A sunny , winter day at the beach was a charm. With a cardigan and a glass of

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