A month had gone by. Will’s life was a blur of wedding plans, important meetings, caking tastings, work presentations, suit fittings, and he felt empty throughout the entire time. He lived his life on autopilot. Grace had planned a stunning and elaborate affair. However, Will insisted it be a private ceremony, with only friends and family in attendance. It would take place in a small chapel just outside the city. The reception was set to take place at Grace’s family’s home. He wanted as little fuss as possible.
Grace had tipped off a few reporters, so they were waiting outside of the chapel when they arrived. She wanted to the world to know she was going to be Mrs. Stewart.
Will stared at himself in the mirror, a fog taking over his mind. Jason had ensured that he looked amazing but coul
