Charlotte worked toward her first wedding; she worked on the house; she worked at not thinking about her family during the upcoming holidays; she worked on sharing more with Dawson.
He hadn’t pushed her for more information, and she hadn’t volunteered it. She just wasn’t ready to tell him more than she already had.
She had not called her sister or even texted her. She’d ignored Sammy after sending that two-word text.
Work kept her busy, with a few new brides now scheduled that were much less chill than Claudia, who had come in without her mother and they’d had a great meeting—with chocolate sea salt truffles and a little bit of laughing.
With Claudia’s wedding first, Charlotte really needed it to go well.
“Miss Madsen, you have someone here to see you.”
Charlotte glanced up from her
