Epilogue

One Year Later... Amanda was seated next to Sarah and sipping on a flute of champagne. “This is really good champagne, you know that?” she said. With the hairstylist working on her messy bun, Sarah couldn’t turn her head. “It better be. William spent a week trying to get the exact year he wanted. He couldn’t shut up about it.” Amanda rolled her eyes. “I have never seen someone less excited about their own wedding than you. William looks like a little boy throwing his own Christmas party while you sit back and let him do whatever he wants.” Sarah shrugged. “There is only need for one overenthusiastic planner in this relationship.” Amanda snorted. “You’re only letting him do everything because he basically brainwashed you into getting back with him, aren’t you?” Sarah smirked. “He planned half of the wedding while I was adamantly against it. He forced his way into my home every morning, feeding me and making sure I was placated. And then he picked me up from work and followed me ar