Married in Fall

Ivy & Lake

The trees around the retreat had turned into a brilliant masterpiece of oranges, reds, and golds, as if nature itself had decided to show off for their big day. Ivy stood outside the same cabin where it all started—where fake kisses turned real and where awkwardness turned into aching affection. But today, there was no pretense. No fake titles. Just love, stripped down to its most authentic self.

Maple leaves crunched under her shoes as she stepped out of the small ...