**Leonardo POV

I was walking down the hall when Amber’s bedroom door burst open and she ran out into the hall, sobbing and retching.

I jumped back to avoid getting hit by her swinging door.

She slumped against the nearest wall, tears smearing what was left of her gorgeous wedding makeup. Seeing her so distraught, I couldn’t stay mad at her. Not at that moment.

“Amber, what’s wrong?” I asked. I went to her. I raised a hand, reaching for ...