Riely’s POV

I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. Ashley was busy making adjustments to my wedding dress, chattering excitedly as she worked.

I stared at myself in the mirror as memories of how my first bridal fitting went flooded back.

I could still remember how Andrew Clare set up his schedule for me, and throughout the whole wedding season he was by my side, his assistant never running thin.

My heart stung at the thought as I bit on my bottom ...