Alysé's words touched Kian's heart. This is exactly what he had been striving for all this while – to protect her; to tell her not to fear because he is there to look after her.
Her words had an effect of the balm that soothed his sore heart. He was a sore loser; he had been sulking all this while in Gstaad. But somehow, today, it did not feel like his loss.
Her words of acknowledgement and appreciation were comforting and assuring. That day, he realized, no matter where she was, or who she married, he will always enjoy a special place in her heart and her life. They were tuned in to each other's frequency.
It was such a liberating feeling, one that sets you free from all sorrow and prejudices. There was no sense of victory nor of any loss. There was just peace and friendship and mutual love and trust.
Kian felt his heart expand with joy. He had been jittery all day yesterday wondering how the preparations for the big match were underway.
