The garden was bathed in warm light. Vases of flowers were everywhere. Two rows of armchairs with guests and a path between them led to a bright floral arch. Where a man in a blue tuxedo stood on a small platform.
Their gazes met for a moment, and Emily dropped her eyes.
Lord, at least not burst into tears! She remembered the words of the vow Justin had written for her. If she thought that she was madly in love with this man, then after those words "madly" would be nothing compared to what her feelings for him turned into.
The girl took the first step.
Here her gaze swept over her colleagues from the publishing house, who now became her subordinates and for whom she was responsible. Emily mentally thanked each of them that they believed in her as a professional and entrusted her with the well-being of their lives.
One more step.
Bridesmaids. Kelly, Catherine, Zoya. So different and so amazing.