Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart
Sarah walked down the aisle, her arm linked with Zoe’s—her chosen stand-in for her late father.
She looked breathtaking, her simple white dress flowing like a whisper around her. I don’t think I’d ever seen her look more beautiful. And when our eyes met, it felt like the world had stopped.
“You’re crying,” she teased softly as she reached me.
“I’m not,” I said, even though I absolutely was.
The ceremony itself was short and sweet, just the way Sarah wanted it. Vows were exchanged, promises made, and by the time we were pronounced husband and wife, there wasn’t a dry eye in the garden.
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