Chapter 15“What a lovely wedding,” a blond woman in her mid-thirties cooed happily. Her dress, though attractive, was crumpled under the knees of a tiny girl with golden hair, who clung to her hip.
“Thank you, ma'am,” Colin replied softly. Though he felt a bit overwhelmed, not only with having just completed the wedding they'd spent the last whirlwind week planning, organizing, sending telegrams and messengers… and sleeping apart from Daisy. He also felt the weight of his decision, of their vow, resting heavily on him. The weight was not one of pain or even discomfort but rather the solemn seriousness of the marriage vows. Thank God for Daisy. No one else could have suited me so well, slipped under all my stings and shields, and taken up residence in my heart. She's a gift from heaven.
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