Kyler Jenner, the older twin brother of Kylie, has been noted as a model, a music producer, and a business man, helping his family navigate through the ups and downs. Throughout his career, he's been able to help the Kar-Jenner family with their com...
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The sun hovers low in the sky, casting long shadows across the secluded garden terrace where the wedding rehearsal is set. Elegant lanterns flicker to life as staff subtly prep for dinner under strings of warm fairy lights. A long table adorned with ivory linens, dusty rose florals, and gold accents stretches across the center of the space. The whole vibe is intimate, upscale, and romantic — exactly how Kyler and Stassie wanted it.
But even in paradise, a trace of tension lingers.
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Interior – Bridal Cottage
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Stass stands in front of a full-length mirror, Kallista balanced on her hip in a soft blush onesie. Her hair is pinned back loosely and she's wearing a long silk robe, her makeup barely there but glowing.
Kyler walks in behind her, buttoning up the sleeves of a cream linen shirt. Kairo is nestled against his chest in a baby carrier, already dozing.
STASS: She looks at him quietly. "You saw them, right?"
KYLER: He sighs. "Yeah. Third car in from the east gate. Long lens sticking out the window like it's subtle."
STASS: She shakes her head, fixing her outfit. "We asked for privacy. It's not even the wedding yet."
KYLER: He walks up to her, kissing her temple. "I know. I told the team to check the perimeter. Mom already made a few calls too. But look—none of that matters tonight. This... this is just for us."
He shifts closer, free hand wrapping around her waist, gently mindful of the baby resting on her hip.
KYLER: He smirks. "Besides, if anyone gets a blurry shot of me tearing up during rehearsal, maybe the press'll stop calling me the brooding one."
STASS: She grins, leaning over to lay a kiss on Kairo's head. "You'll still be the brooding one. Just a brooding husband."
