CHAPTER 86

The Wedding Day I wake before dawn. Timothy's still wrapped around me, and for the first time since we arrived, I'm awake and he's still here. It takes until I shift off the chaise to notice the pain in my ankle has gone down. I carefully put weight on it, pleased that it can bear almost all of me, and go to get dressed. Excitement shivers through me as I leave the villa, pulling the door quietly shut, and head to the beach behind our villa, needing a moment to myself. The sunrise turns the sky soft pinks and golds. It's early, and today is my wedding day. The anticipation has my lungs nearly bursting. I can't believe it's here. A man in black is walking barefoot down the beach, but otherwise it's deserted. A spike of pain shoots up my foot-not my ankle, I realize when I curse and drop to my knee. Just a shell in the sand, scratching enough to leave a tiny white line on the s