One Week Later
As I walk down the aisle, I can’t wipe a silly, loved-up smile from my face. No, it’s not my wedding. I’m only a bridesmaid. Today is Mom’s day. But as my gaze meets that of the best man across the altar, the flutter in my chest is as powerful as if Riven and I were the ones getting married.
After he strong-armed his way back into my life, the world has returned in technicolor. Walking the streets of New York with Riven has made the city come back to life in my eyes. I can’t wait to show him the beauty of Manhattan, which is no longer hidden under a blanket of bleakness. So much so, that I was actually sad we had to leave so soon to come to Florida for the wedding.
But being all together with our families again has been a blessing. A reminder of when we first met. We conf
