On Sunday morning, Belle's phone chimed with a fresh message from Prince. It was a photo of a sleek, freshly printed wedding invitation. The date remained unchanged—the very date that was once supposed to mark their own future—but the bride's name had been replaced. None of that mattered now; what mattered was that he was finally marrying the right person for the right reasons.
"Thank you so much for helping me," Prince wrote, followed by a playful finger-heart emoji. "You were the only one who told me to pursue my own happiness—to make decisions for myself and stop letting everyone else dictate my path. We are so grateful to you, Belle. I sincerely hope you'll come to the wedding."
Belle couldn't help but smile, her fingers flying across the screen.
"Of course," she shot back. "I wouldn't miss it for the world. Let's just say you invited me so I could see exactly what I'm missing out on for giving you up."
