Dear Mom, I know it’s been a long time since last we spoke. It’s been fifteen years, after all. Can you imagine that? That’s literally half my life without you. I’m writing to tell you about a few things that happened since we got separated and to get some news from you— I frowned at that last sentence and rolled up the paper so I could use a liquid corrector to remove it. I could write whatever I wished in my letter, but that last bit felt a little silly. When I was done, I blew on the paper to dry the white-out and rolled it back down to where I was so I could continue. I was trying out the antique typewriter Dominic got for me. My life has been hard since the accident. I have horrible nightmares that haunt my sleep, not to mention the mild to slightly intense panic attacks on the odd days when I think too much about you, Kris and Gabby. I thought I was over those, but it seems like I’m not. The truth is… I miss you all. I think I haven’t mourned your deaths properly, and it’s

Kat and I were chatting about Lena and Chuck’s upcoming wedding in the kitchen. She had been sweet and a great help with my maid of honour duties and even tagged along when I went to the barn where the wedding would be held to help me with the decorations and last minutes touch. I tried to do as much as possible since Lena was on the other side of the country and couldn’t take a flight each weekend to do it herself. It was her wedding, after all, and I felt like I owed her after everything she and Chuck had done for me. It also kept me busy since my writing motivation was at an all-time low. Plus, I got to spend some lovely time with Kat, which helped me change my mind about everything I had been feeling lately. She was amazing. Kat had understood my need for space, and whenever we would fumble into a topic I didn’t seem too comfortable answering, she would leap onto something else without making a big deal about it. “I don’t understand why you don’t want Nate to come. Lena clearly

Kat accompanied me to get the car rental. Once we were there, we rolled our luggage the cab driver had dropped for us at the entrance of the rental building and flung them into the sedan we had for the whole wedding weekend. I hated driving on the wrong side of the road. It had taken me months to wrap my head around it and accept that everything I knew about driving in America wasn’t helpful here. I groaned, thinking how much I preferred public transit or taxi cabs. But my preferences didn’t make me any less of a skilful driver. Knowing how to drive was important on whatever side of the world you were in. We still had a few minutes to kill before Lena and Chuck arrived from their flight, so we stopped at a café for a bite to eat. “Does Lena know you rented a room for us?” “Yes. And I’ve also told Lena that other than being outstanding as her maid of honour, I also have the honour of making sure she doesn’t see Chuck until tomorrow when they wed.” I snickered. Kat smiled and huffed

I sipped on my champagne flute, watching Lena and Chuck take their first dance as husband and wife. It was magical. The setting was romantic, with dim lights and white drapes falling from the centre of the wood beam ceiling and tied on posts in the spacious barn. The wedding was intimate. Only thirty people had come—mostly on Chuck’s family side. Then there were a few family and work friends, Kat, Nate, Dominic and me. I was a little further in the back, leaning against a wooden post and watching the scene unfold. Lena was beautiful in her white sleeveless Cinderella dress. She had removed the small fur wrap I had gotten her so she wouldn’t freeze outside. It was nice and warm in the barn, and I understood why this place was highly sought after for events—the location was incredible with the rolling hills under the mountains, which offered a fairytale-like scenery. Lena and Chuck’s wedding pictures would be breathtaking. They had completely rebuilt the barn from the inside. It ma

Dominic POV Olivia’s kiss still lingered on my lips even though she had left my room hours ago, and simply thinking about it made me grin like an idiot. Our night together was a blur of passion and sex. I couldn’t even remember if we had slept at all. Christ. I never wanted it to end. During the wedding, Olivia looked ravishing in her dress. The silky material clung to every curve of her body. Her breasts peaked behind the fabric each time I glided my fingers down her spine. I remembered how her body reacted to me…. “You coming, mate?” Nate asked as he stood in the doorway of my room. I lifted my eyes from Olivia’s dress, which was spread out on the bed, and shook myself out of my thoughts. I wondered momentarily if I was the only one between Olivia and me to feel this way. I couldn’t be the only one. Every time we touched, fireworks danced under my skin. Certainly, she felt something as well. “Aye. Let me grab everything here, and we can return to the city.” Nate walked inside