Emily's POV
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I adjusted my dress and looked at Wendy.
“I’ll get it,” Wendy said, already walking toward it. I turned to look at her, probably expecting it to be another hotel staff or something. But the moment she opened the door, she froze completely.
“Wendy?” I called softly. “Who is—”
Then I saw Tyler, standing right in the doorway.
My breath hitched in my throat.
“You…”
That was the only word that came out of my mouth as I stared at him. He looked… I didn’t even know what word to use. Sharp? Beautiful? Dangerous? He was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit that probably cost more than my entire life savings, his hair styled neatly, the light catching on his wristwatch. In his hand, he held a bouquet of
