A year later…
Once upon a time, Jace Westfall had been the last man on earth that Millie wanted to see or talk to again, but she’d been wrong. He was the only man she needed. The only man she could picture herself spending the rest of her life with. The only man she loved. And he was the groom—her groom—in every sense of the word.
A few months ago, on a spring day at a park in her hometown, Jace had dropped to one knee as he had done on Mount Saint Helens. This time, however, he’d spoken the words she dreamed of hearing.
Marry me, Millie. You’re not only a keeper, you’re also the love of my life. Please say you’ll be my wife and make me the happiest guy in the universe.
The same elation when she’d said yes surged through her now.
On their wedding day.
She and Jace were tying the knot
