Jilting The Kilt
“…publish the banns of marriage between Connor MacKean and Afton Lennox, both of this parish. If any of you know cause of just impediment why these two persons should not be joining together in holy matrimony, you are to declare it.”
I’m not in love with him.
But Afton didn’t give voice to the declaration. Not during the first reading of the banns weeks ago. Not after the second. This was the third and final reading. And still, she stayed silent in her seat on the hard wooden pew a few respectful inches away from her groom, hands folded neatly in her lap as she stared unseeing at the vicar.
Love had nothing to do with her marriage to Connor.
The clearing of a throat jerked her attention to the other side of the aisle. Hamish Colquhoun shifted in his seat, looking grim
