Chapter 120

Alexis sat cross-legged on the living room couch, a wedding magazine spread over her lap. A soft breeze from the open window blended the fragile bind shades, but she didn’t take note. Her mind was tangled in thoughts of dresses, settings, and colour plans. For weeks, she'd trusted the energy of wedding planning would make her feel more certain about her up and coming marriage, but the choices weighed heavier each day.
Matthew showed up in the door, holding a steaming glass of coffee. His hair was slicked back, and the fragrance of his cologne filled the room before he even walked inside. Alexis looked up at him with a swoon grin.
“Hey,” she welcomed delicately, brushing her dull twists out of her eyes.