Chapter Four
Cool logic was all Romey needed to get through this. It didn't matter that her makeup was better than she ever could've done herself. It didn't matter that her wild locks were tamed into a sleek bun, sitting obediently at the back of her head. It didn't matter that the white dress fit her like a glove highlighting all of her best assets and making it appear that she had more than she truly did.
This Romey was an optical illusion, a trick of contouring and highlights. She and Jordan knew the truth. They knew what they were doing here.
So why did her heart skip a beat when the Wedding March started? Why did her fingertips alternate between tingling and numbness as she took her first step down the aisle? Why did she have trouble taking in a full breath when she gazed all the w
