Vow renewal part 2

Lindsay's POV

Remember when I told Asher I didn't want to be a part of any vow renewal? Well, that didn't work out. There I was, walking towards the aisle, staring at Asher who stood at the altar. Of course, it had to be a church. He was dressed in a black tuxedo while I on other hand was dressed in a pink flowing fitted gown.

If my mother hadn't threatened to tell Asher the baby wasn't his, I wouldn't be here. It was exhausting. I had to seat for hours to get dressed and have my Makeup done when I hated the man I was doing it for.

Asher smiled at me, but I didn't smile back. I couldn't. My cheeks felt numb and at the same time, my heartbeat was fast and loud.

When I got to where Asher was, he took my hand. I hated it. I hated it so much. The audacity for him to do that.

After smiling at me, he parted his lips to speak. “On our wedding day, I pledged to love you in sickness and in health, and for better or worse. The past year has tested those vows, but our enduring love for one an