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As I went to the kitchen, Lucy stopped in front of Adalyn’s wedding dress and stared at it.

“You made this?” she asked.

“I did.” I smiled. “What do you think?” I asked, not knowing if I wanted an answer.

“It’s beautiful. I didn’t know you made dresses.”

“I was a fashion designer in New York before I moved here.”

“Oh. That’s kind of cool.”

“Here’s the milk.” I handed her the plastic container.

“Thanks.”

“Is your dad home?” I asked her before she walked out the door.

“Yeah. He’s working, though, and said he’s not to be disturbed.” She shut the door.

A few minutes after Lucy left, the front door opened, and Adalyn walked in.

“STOP!” I shouted. “Close your eyes and don’t take another step.” I walked over, grabbed her hand, and led her to her dress.

“Open your eyes.”

She gasped, placing her hand over her mouth when she saw her finished wedding dress.

“Hannah, it’s gorgeous.” She threw her arms around me.

“Let’s take it upstairs and try it on.” I smiled.

One Week Later

I’d barely seen Alex all week. He didn’t call, text, or come over. When I saw him casually on the patio or in the driveway, it was nothing more than a quick hi. I knew he was busy with his company in Chicago and now the town, and I was busy with the shop, but I had a gut feeling something more was going on.

Our last night together was before I opened the shop, and I kept replaying that night repeatedly, trying to think if I’d said or done something. His behavior the past week didn’t make sense to me.

The shop door opened, and Mara and Lucy stepped inside.

“Hey, you two.” I smiled.

“Hannah, my sister has taken a turn for the worse, and I have to get to the airport. Alex is in Charleston and won’t be home until later tonight. Can you please keep an eye on Lucy?”

Shit. Here we go again.

“Of course, Mara. I’m sorry about your sister.” I hugged her.

“Thank you. Lucy, be good for Hannah, and I’ll see you when I get back.”

“How long do I have to stay here?” Lucy asked me.

“Until I close.”

“That’s another three hours!” she whined.

“There’s nothing I can do about that. I have a business to run.”

“What am I supposed to do here?”




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