Threshold of Forever

KAT

After my mother and Eleanor had finally stopped crying, we headed to the garden area, where there was a breakfast table full of food and another with drinks and champagne. But I wasn't hungry—not for food. And I knew Ronan felt the same way.

We raised a toast, followed by short speeches wishing the best for us. My mom's and Richard's, in particular, made me crumble again. It was so good to kno