Chapter Eighteen
It was a perfect day for a wedding. The sky was a stunning shade of a blue, with only a couple of wispy white clouds floating around. The sun shone brightly down onto the gardens, showing them at their very best. The trees, bushes, and grass were vivid shades of green, while the borders around the lawn currently set up for the ceremony were awash with colour. Bold pinks, purples, yellows, reds looked resplendent and buzzed with insect life. Thomas had worked harder than ever since the decision had been made to hold the wedding at the estate, and it had paid off in spades. At Mia’s insistence, there was not a single cut flower in sight.
The setup for the ceremony itself was very pretty, but simple. White chairs with purple bows were positioned either side of the aisle. A
