Declan

“Is Ms. Douglas coming to the church with us?” Jackson was standing beside the limo, holding my door open when I walked out.

I shook my head as I slid inside. “No. She’s getting ready here and will meet us at the church.”

Jackson nodded. “So, to the church?” He glanced up at me in the rearview mirror.

“Yes, please.” I looked out the window as we pulled away from the palace, already feeling her absence. But I knew I would see her soon. ...