Chapter 25
Natalie smiled at the photographer who’d just finished taking her photo in her wedding dress on the patio, overlooking the bay. Hopefully she looked okay in print because, honestly, she never liked her smile in pictures, always feeling like it came across as fake.
The photographer left her alone in the spare bedroom she was using for a bridal suite.
She checked herself in the mirror and realized that for once, she truly felt peaceful and happy. If Galen had a child out there somewhere, they’d figure out what to do, together.
Love mattered.
The door knob turned and Natalie swiveled toward it knowing it had to be her parents. Galen had promised they’d come.
It opened and even from the hall her mother’s clear blue eyes and her father’s serious brown gaze gave her a surge of c
