“Don’t get me started,” I tell her, wanting nothing more than to start hating on our justice system. “It’s going to get me all riled up when I should be relaxing and having a great day,” I say, trying my hardest to put it to the back of my mind. Apparently getting someone out of prison isn’t as easy as you think it is. “Tell me about you? I’ve hardly seen you all week.”

“I know. It’s been busy.”

I side-eye her. That’s not a very Tullyish response. She handles busy like a pro and always makes sure she has time for me. “Bullshit. What’s going on? And don’t even think about lying. It’s my wedding day.”

She lets out a sigh and throws back what was left in her champagne glass. “Spencer proposed again.”

“Again?” I laugh as Barker and Aiden decide the conversation is too good to pass up and make their way over.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” Barker says. “That boy is head over heels for you. You should snap him up while you still have the chance. This is his…what? Third proposal?”

“Fourth,” she grumbles making the brows of her makeup artist shoot up.

“I don’t know what you’re waiting for,” Barker says. “Spencer is hot.”

Tully’s eyes meet mine as we both know exactly what she’s waiting for, and it’s something that we’ve spoken about a million times over the past four years; Rivers.

It took us both a while, but we eventually realized that he wasn’t coming back. It’s been four years. The last time I saw my brother was the night he got into that taxi and drove off to complete his military training. Since then, I’ve had the occasional letter and by occasional, I’ve had a total of three.

Barker is right. Tully should be snapping Spencer up. He’s done nothing but be patient with her and he was lucky that she even agreed to move in with him at the beginning of the year. Though that was over six months ago now, and she keeps coming up with excuses to prolong the inevitable.

Something is missing though. When she looks at Spencer, that spark in her eyes just isn’t there; not the way it was whenever she looked at Rivers. I think she’s waiting to feel that same pull with Spencer, but I’m afraid it’s never going to happen and at times like this, when the world is telling her what she should be doing, she feels lost.

I reach across the table and take her hand. “If you don’t want to marry that boy, then you politely ask him to back the fuck up and figure out your chances of keeping the ring.”

She gives me a grateful smile across the table and just like that, knowing that she has my support, all her worries fade away.

We get back to focusing on getting ready and before I know it, I’m standing in front of a full-length mirror, watching as Tully reaches up over me and pins the veil into the back of my hair before draping it over my face.

“You look beautiful,” Violet whispers with tears of joy in her eyes. “He’s one lucky boy.”

My eyes run up and down the mirror, taking in the dress that’s been sitting in my closet for the last two months. It’s stunning. Simple. Just the way I like it.

The silk dress fits my body like a glove and dips down low on my chest but not too low to cause any heart attacks. I’ve already been there with my dad and I don’t intend on doing it again.

Noah is going to love it. I can’t wait to see him.

I slip my heels on and let out a shaky breath as Tully hands me my bouquet. “Are you ready?” she questions as her golden, strapless gown makes her look like some kind of exotic goddess. “It’s not too late to back out. We can run away and leave all this shit behind. I stand by ‘Helly’ one hundred percent.”

“I’m ready,” I tell her. “Let’s get me married.”

With that, we walk out into the living room to collect the boys only to find Aiden struggling with his tie and Barker insisting on helping him with it. His hand gets slapped away at least five times before Aiden gives in and lets Barker help him.

I find myself grinning at the sight. They’ve pretty much been together since the moment they met, but neither one of them have been able to admit how they feel about the other. Sometimes it’s infuriating and other times it’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

Tully makes sure we have everything and that the boys have put the flowers in their suit jackets correctly before racing ahead and grabbing the door.

Violet’s in the middle of scooping up the bottom of my dress as the door swings open before me, only instead of seeing the limo parked out on the curb, a very large body stands in the doorway with his hand up in preparation of knocking while blocking the view as his eyes roam desperately over Tully like a man starved of oxygen.

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