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Sean and Evie’s wedding was just as romantic and beautiful as such a passionately in-love couple deserved. In the Chapel of the White Dove, Finn watched the two of them face each other before the minister. Evie looked like an angel floating on air, or a fairy queen. A crown of white and lavender flowers held back her hair. More flowers were woven into the rich mahogany locks that flowed over her shoulders. Her gown looked like something out of Regency England, with a princess neckline and a filmy cream skirt flirting with her ankles.
But the sheer beauty of the moment couldn’t distract him from the throbbing up and down his side. He’d done too much PT last night, like an i***t. He’d been so frustrated by the package from the private investigator he’d hired. Nothing but old photos of pe
