*Brielle’s POV*

What time is it?

Morning?

Still night?

Did I even remember what day of the week it was?

Not a clue.

Then again what could I expect for a couple on their honeymoon?

It was one of those whirlwind weddings, but I would not have had it any other way. The planning, from front to finish, was done and executed within a month of Jonathan’s full recovery. I could not have him hobble down the isle on crutches and then need to take a ...