Chapter Three
Family dinners were just that, evenings of family, fun, and a lot of laughs.
But today, with the excitement of the wedding only days away, Sara swore she could hear a countdown ticking in her head. The butterflies that had manifested in her stomach within the past few hours had now turned into woodpeckers pummeling her from the inside out.
It was no wonder she needed a moment alone. So she sat off to the side in the living room, unsure where to stand, what to do next. Yet sitting quietly in a chair was something she knew would send her through the roof.
Tiera had settled CC that morning, but she didn’t have a clue how to ease the tension she could feel lingering between them. It was nothing she could put her finger on, just something about the way she watched her, looked
