CHAPTER 16
MIAWe stood in the center of a white stone bridge at Carolds Farm on the day of our wedding. The bridge overlooked a lake and miles upon miles of flower-decorated land, right outside the city. Michael was a few feet away with his back turned to me for our first look.
“Okay,” our wedding photographer said.
She glanced at me with a huge smile, and I rubbed my sweaty hands together and stared at the back of his head. I’d decided last minute to have a first look before the wedding, feeling as if it would be more intimate to see Michael for the first time in my wedding dress before everyone else saw me.
“You can turn around, Michael.”
My heart raced as Michael turned around to look at me. Everything seemed to slow down, and I saw so many emotions in his widening eyes. He attempt
