Chapter 139 Not Chosen

• “Alright, next set!” the photographer called out, clapping his hands with excitement. “Let’s go dreamy and romantic—sunlight, joy, old-world charm. The church is perfect as a backdrop for something light and whimsical.”
• Charles and Nancy stepped back into position.
• The cobblestone church rose behind them, bathed in the soft glow of the midmorning light. The marble fountain sparkled under the sun, petals floating on the water’s surface like lost wishes.