100 NIGHTS OF SIN
will.” He pulled the blanket over us, tucking me against his side. “Get some rest. We have a wedding to plan.” I smiled, my hand finding his, fingers threading together. My engagement ring caught the candlelight, and something about it about this moment, this man, this second chance we’d been given made my heart feel too full. “I can’t wait to marry you,” I whispered. “Already married you once. Can’t wait to do it again.” He kissed the top of my head. “And this time, it’s forever.” “Forever,” I agreed, and fell asleep in his arms, knowing that some love stories were worth the second chance. Six months later. We got married on a Saturday in Gran’s garden. Small ceremony. Close friends and