Nate’s POV
Her head snapped toward me. The air between us shifted.
“What did you just say? Postpone?”
I nodded weakly, not meeting her gaze.
She stood up from her seat so fast that the chair scraped across the floor. “Nate, the wedding is in two weeks."
“I know…”
“Two weeks!” Her voice rose. “The venue is booked, guests have arranged their flights and I am going for the final fitting of my dress tomorrow.”
“My father just collapsed, Celeste.”
“And the doctors said he is stable.” She threw both hands into the air. “He is going to be fine.”
A nurse walked past, gave us a sideways glance before she kept moving. Celeste lowered her voice but the anger was still there.
“This isn’t about your father, is it?”
I met her gaze now. “What?”
“This.” She gestured between us. “You wanting to
