Chapter Thirteen
“Okay, everyone is waiting in the chapel, wondering what’s going on and why you’re taking so long,” Dawn said. “Trinity, come on, open the door. This is just nerves. You can’t seriously call off the wedding…”
Her sister could really carry on with the way she knocked on the old door. It rattled as Trinity took in her image in the small oval mirror, wearing the white lace wedding dress she had purchased off the rack just two days earlier from the small boutique by her mom’s café.
Of course, she looked great, even taking into account how big her eyes were and the fact that she felt as if she was about to puke, all because she was supposed to be marrying Garrett Franke. Why the hell was she freaking out?
The pounding continued.
“Trinity, open this door right now and let m
