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EMMA
Running my hand over the red brick exterior of the Centennial Hotel in Concord, the place our love affair had started, I couldn’t believe I had a new last name—and a husband to go with it.
Christopher held my hand as we walked into the lobby. “It seems only fitting to spend our first night as a married couple in the same room where we first made love.”
“I totally agree.” For once, everything felt right in the world, and that gave me a confidence I’d never had before.
No longer little Emma Hancock, being Mrs. Christopher Taylor gave me an inner strength I didn’t know I had. I had a partner now for life. Someone who’d be there for me, and who I’d get to be there for, any time things got rough. Looking at the wedding ring on my left hand, I sighed and then rested my head on my hu
