One month later, I stood in a suite at a private beachside resort, admiring my wedding dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places while still gently brushing against the ground like a low-hanging cloud. Crystals glistened in the room’s fluorescent lights, and the train flowed behind me effortlessly.
Tears welled up in my eyes. This truly was Nikolas’s best work. I just hoped that wherever the Moon Goddess had him, he could see that Andrew and I were finally together.
“Oh, sweetheart, you look so beautiful,” Lily said from the entrance to the suite.
I dabbed at the tears and turned to face her.
“You think so?”
“Of course. And you know that as your wedding planner, matron of honor, and best friend, I can’t lie to you today.”
Lily winked, and we both giggled.
“Well, that state
