Chapter Fourteen
“Here they come, everyone!”
Glasses clinked as Samuel, dressed in a suit and a gold tie, his dark hair slicked back, stood among the hundred guests in the McKay community hall, which was festooned with bows and ribbons and flowers on all the tables.
Julia, in a white, strapless wedding gown that flowed from the waist, and a lace veil pinned to her short, dark hair, stepped into the hall, holding Logan’s arm. This was her fairytale, and she looked up at her husband, who was wearing a tux that made him look even more handsome than she’d ever thought possible. He put his other hand over hers, holding her to him as they stepped into a room filled with friends and family who’d witnessed their vows an hour ago in the small town church.
“Julia, you look so beautiful,” Samuel
