Connor kisses Rose’s forehead and I read his lips: I love you. I bite my gums to stop the waterworks from beginning all over again. Every moment of Rose’s wedding has been a surprise, and with each one, I think that we’ve all realized how well Connor knows her and how much he truly, truly loves her. “La Vie en rose,” Ryke suddenly says with a French lilt. “What?” My brows pinch together. “The song,” he says, “it’s called La Vie en rose.”