Emma

Too many emotions fought for dominance as I stared into the courtyard two stories below. The Ramses family crest changed color as bubbles floated to the top of my champagne flute. Ian had brought up the bottle only to learn Rett had left. Maybe because it was my wedding and I was the bride, or because my new husband had left to tend to fires, or perhaps it was learning that my business partner who I would begrudgingly call my friend was ...