Makenna’s POV

“We’ll keep this under the Wilder name,” she told the store attendant as we prepared to leave the clothing store. “I’ll let you know when to send it over.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the attendant replied. “Thank you for choosing our store.”

The late afternoon sun bathed the street in a warm glow, and I couldn’t help but smile at how everything seemed just a bit brighter. The excitement of finding my wedding dress still buzzed in my veins. Next to ...