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Chapters (92)
  1. First
  2. Love Connection
  3. Zero
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. One Month Later
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Six Months Later
  21. Sixteen
  22. Seventeen
  23. Eighteen
  24. Nineteen
  25. Twenty
  26. Twenty-one
  27. Twenty-two
  28. Twenty-three
  29. Twenty-four
  30. Six Months Later
  31. Twenty-five
  32. Twenty-six
  33. Twenty-seven
  34. Twenty-eight
  35. Twenty-nine
  36. Thirty
  37. Thirty-one
  38. Thirty-two
  39. Thirty-three
  40. I Have Never
  41. One
  42. Two
  43. Three
  44. Four
  45. Five
  46. Six
  47. Seven
  48. Eight
  49. Nine
  50. Ten
  51. Eleven
  52. Twelve
  53. Thirteen
  54. Fourteen
  55. Fifteen
  56. Sixteen
  57. Seventeen
  58. Eighteen
  59. Nineteen
  60. Twenty
  61. Twenty-one
  62. Twenty-two
  63. A Christmas Date
  64. One
  65. Two
  66. Three
  67. Four
  68. Five
  69. Six
  70. Seven
  71. Eight
  72. Nine
  73. Ten
  74. Eleven
  75. Twelve
  76. Thirteen
  77. Fourteen
  78. Fifteen
  79. Sixteen
  80. Seventeen
  81. Eighteen
  82. Nineteen
  83. Twenty
  84. Twenty-one
  85. Twenty-two
  86. Note from the Author
  87. Sneak Peek – To the Stars and Back
  88. Two
  89. Three
  90. Four
  91. Also by Camilla Isley
  92. About the Author

“Why, you don’t like the Big Apple?”

“Uh. To me, it’s just a bigger, dirtier Chicago with less kind people.”

We’re getting married, having kids, and moving to New York? I wonder if Richard is planning to drop any other bombshell on this relationship anytime soon.

“Is everything okay? I’m not really being serious about New York. It’s just one of those ‘if-you-could-change-your-life-completely-what-would-you-do?’ fantasies. You look worried.”

I search my brain for something to say to justify my funereal face. “Yes, it’s just that… don’t take this the wrong way, but I really don’t want to plan the wedding. I hate planning events, it stresses me out.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll keep it as basic as it gets.”

“You mean you’re fine with not having mint-colored birdcages fly open to free a million butterflies as we cut the cake?”

“Is that a thing?”

“If you’re Amelia, yeah, it is.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t expect any volatiles. I only want you there.”

He kisses me on the forehead and guilt creeps through me.

“I’m calling my parents to tell them.”

“Sure, I’ll do the same.” I use the excuse to take up my phone and walk into my bedroom. I close the door behind me, collapse on the bed, and suppress a frustrated scream by covering my mouth with a pillow.

Six Months Later

Twenty-five

Home

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Saturday, August 25—Chicago Area

Nine days before the wedding, I fly to Chicago with Jake, Amelia, and Dylan. Amelia decided to come with us a week in advance to spend some time with her family and finally introduce Dylan to them. They’re staying at an inn in our hometown. As for me, I’m staying at my parents’ house in my old room, and Jake’s at his parents’ too. We’re just a block away and it’ll be fun to sneak out of the house and rediscover all our old meeting spots in the neighborhood.

We land in Chicago early on Saturday morning and I don’t even have the time to take a shower before my mother and sister whisk me away to go shopping for a wedding dress. I know—with just a week to go before the wedding, it’s crazy not to have a dress. I’ll have to make do with whatever dresses the stores already have in stock, and a week’s barely enough time for the fitting. But I’m confident I’ll be able to find a wonderful dress in the whole of Chicago, and I want to choose it with both my mom and Kassandra. And given our complicated family geography, I had to do it here.