Japanese Wedding?

Jace had never felt such overwhelming worry before. His heart pounded relentlessly until Donovan finally answered his call, confirming their safety. They were now at Zoe's family home, a place that offered a temporary refuge from the chaos. Jace gently brushed his fingers through Lesley's hair, his touch tender and reassuring. She was calm now, her breathing steady, but he couldn't shake the fear that had gripped him earlier. He made sure the oxygen mask was securely in place, watching her chest rise and fall with each breath.

"Lesley," Jace murmured softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Hold on for me, okay? Your brother, Zoe, and Gatsby are all safe. Just like they promised." His words were a quiet plea, as if speaking them aloud could somehow anchor her to him.