Ava glided past the pews, where she could see gushing individuals from the corners of her eyes. She knew she had that effect on people. She had always known.
Alex followed closely behind her, holding a bouquet of roses to her bosom.
Ava smiled amicably, just as she had been strictly instructed to, eyes ahead. She didn't want Alex on her neck later.
The dark-haired Luke on the altar had her full attention now. She studied him as she drew closer, impressed by his appearance.
He had made an effort, and it tugged at her heartstrings.
A few gentle, calculated strides, and she was up the steps and standing side by side with him. Alex joined Darrell, who acknowledged her with a quick smile and a nod.
Ava looked over at him, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. He l
