"Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows."
Nick Bantock, Griffin and Sabine
I stepped outside to find my car and Colin there with a bouquet of white roses. White roses meant hope and devotion. "Paige, forgive me but I had to congratulate you in person," he told me and held out the bouquet.
"How did you know?"
Colin smiled and kissed my cheek. He teased, "Remember that the rumor mill in Nashville is faster than you will ever comprehend."
I took the flowers and buried my face in their scent. Tears came to my eyes again. Colin pleaded, "Please, don't cry. I can't stand seeing a beautiful woman cry." He wrapped his arms around me and I cried on his shoulder. I couldn't stop, though I was trying desperately. My stomach trembled. My nose was running and Colin took a handkerchief from his
