Epilogue

"Dev! Get out!" Faith yelled.

"Out! Out!" Sheila yelled too, determinedly pushing Devlin out of the room. "You shouldn't be here. Don't you know that it's a bad omen to see the bride before the wedding?"

Devlin groaned. "Come on! I don't believe in superstitions. Can I just see my lovely wife?"

"She's not your wife yet, mister. Not until the ceremony is complete. Plus, you saw her last night. You too idiots slept in the same bed. I don't understand why you can't stay apart for even a second."

She got him out the door and slammed it shut in his face.

"Done," she declared, dusting off her hands and returning to Faith. There was a short knock at the door and it opened again.

Sheila turned around in exasperation. "Devlin, if I have to tell you one more time--"

But it wasn't Devlin who stepped in. Adele squealed and rushed over to Faith, pulling her into a hug. "Oh my gosh, honey, congratulations!"

Faith hugged her back. "Thank you, Adele. I'm so glad you could fly in."

"Girl, I wouldn't