The weeks leading up to our wedding flew by in a whirlwind of preparations and excitement. Before I knew it, it was just a month until the big day. Luke and I were busier than ever, finalizing plans for both the wedding and our impending move to London.
One sunny afternoon, I was in the garden with Jane, discussing flower arrangements for the reception, when we heard the sound of a carriage approaching.
"Are we expecting visitors?" Jane asked, looking puzzled.
I shook my head, equally confused. "Not that I know of."
Curiosity getting the better of us, we made our way to the front of the house just as the carriage came to a stop. To our surprise, Luke emerged from the house, a look of anticipation on his face.
As the carriage door opened, a striking woman stepped out. She was tall and
