The next morning, Ariana didn’t wake up until the sun filtered into her room through the curtains. Vincent had kindly given her a day off which she was ever grateful for. As she stirred awake with a groan, she rolled to the other side of the bed and hugged the pillow a little tighter. A smile made its way to her face when she realized that she didn’t have to rush to the office. It felt too good to just lie there.
She turned slowly to the clock on the bedside table and sighed. It was past nine, which meant she had less than three hours until the court wedding.
“Oh great.” She muttered, rubbing her eyes as she sat up.
Today was the day she would legally become Mrs. Vincent Blackthorn.
Dragging herself out of bed, she was halfway to the bathroom when something on her dressing table caught
