Celeste
It had been two days since Jamie and I had stood beneath an arch of evergreens and roses, exchanged our vows, and promised to spend the rest of our lives together while snow fell around us.
It should have been the perfect beginning to our marriage.
And, in so many ways, it had been.
The snow had continued falling for the rest of our wedding day and well into the following day, blanketing everything in a thick layer of white. I had loved every minute of it.
Mostly because it had given me something I desperately needed.
Peace.
Lilly and Billy hadn’t turned up.
There had been no accusations.
No arguments.
No drama.
Just Jamie, Josh, me, and the quiet happiness of finally being married.
Josh had been incredible throughout everything. He had stood beside us, supported us, an
