Chapter 21
The old barn on the Lawson family property bustled with activity, a hive of last-minute preparations for tomorrow's Christmas Day wedding. Emma stood in the center of it all, clipboard in hand, trying to maintain some semblance of order amidst the chaos. "Molly, have you seen the box with the table numbers?" Emma called out, scanning the room for her sister. Molly's head popped up from behind a stack of chairs. "Last I saw, Dad was using it as a stepstool to hang the fairy lights. Want me to go find him?" Emma sighed, running a hand through her hair. "No, it's fine. I'll track him down. Can you make sure the caterers know where to set up when they arrive?" As Molly nodded and headed off towards the makeshift kitchen area, Emma felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist from behin
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