Chapter 87

Faith had Devlin's hand in a death grip. She was viscerally aware of it but she couldn't bring herself to let go. Thankfully he wasn't complaining.

"Dev? You know it's not too late to change your mind, right?"

Devlin chuckled. "For the umpteenth time, Faith, I'm not changing my mind. I want you here with me. Just relax. You're going to do great."

Faith sighed. "What if I mess everything up for you?"

"Now how would you do that? Already, you're the most beautiful woman who would be in that room." Faith scoffed at that but also laughed, lightening the mood. "I mean it. Nobody holds a candle to you. Have you seen yourself?"

She'd seen herself. She heard the awe in his voice and it was the same feeling she got when she looked in the mirror earlier.

In the past two days, she'd been pampered, pruned and plucked to perfection. Her skin was glowing, her makeup was flawless and her dress was gorgeous all because Devlin had spared no expense on getting her ready.

She knew she looked amazing but