Chapter 114

• Without either parent to guide her down the aisle, Anastasia did not walk alone. She grasped Rex's arm like a lifeline, her nails embedding into the luxurious black fabric of his suit as they stepped through the arched hallway into the garden. Her pulse raced like a runaway train, her stomach twisted in a web of knots, and her heels felt suddenly two inches taller.
• "Is it the nerves or the dress?" he asked, tension evident in his tone.
• Her nails dug further into his suit as she fought to inhale the floral-scented air. The garden stretched out before her, adorned with wildflowers, vines, and luscious greenery, the shaded pathway dappled with rose petals unfurling beneath her feet.