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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

“Yeah. I had this cute mint-colored birdcage filled with all-colored butterflies, and they were supposed to open the cage when we cut the cake and all the butterflies would’ve soared in the air above us and it would’ve been beautiful.”

“It would have,” I say pensively. “But a wedding isn’t really about the butterflies. Not unless they’re in your stomach.”

“No. I guess not.”

“Are you in love with William?”

“I don’t know how to answer. I’ve always taken my being in love with William as a given. I haven’t asked myself that question in a very long time, and now I’m too angry and too drunk to give you a reliable answer. How about you? Are you sure you’re still in love with Jake?”

“Want to know what the worst part is for me?”

“You got a Brazilian wax and no one’s going to see it?”

“No.” I smile despite myself. “That I can answer your question in the blink of an eye with no need to think. I’m in love with Jake. I always have been.”

“Oh, Gemma, I’m so sorry. You should’ve gone to San Francisco to stop him.”

“And what, send you a text? Hi, Ames, I just met your soon-to-be-husband’s mistress. Please don’t marry him. Talk to you soon. Love, Gemma?”

“You could’ve called.”

“Amelia, I love you, but you’re getting annoying. I could never have told you over the phone William was having an affair. You would’ve done the same for me, so cut the crap. Plus, I’m not even sure what Jake would’ve said.”

“You think he would’ve stopped the wedding?”

“I’ve no idea, honestly.” I take the bottle from Amelia, drink, and pass it back to her. “I last saw him three years ago, and I told him to go to hell, never picking up the phone again to answer one of his calls or messages. Chances are he hates my guts.”

“Jake doesn’t hate your guts.”

“Well, even if he doesn’t hate me, he probably doesn’t love me anymore. He wouldn’t be marrying someone else otherwise. Crashing his wedding would’ve gone down in history as one crazy-Gemma moment. If I went there pouring my heart out on his wedding day, he would’ve told me something like…” I do an impression of Jake’s voice: “‘Nice to see you, Gemma, glad to see you’re okay. Now, would you mind? I’m getting married here.’”

“Gosh, Gemma, that’s exactly how Jake speaks.”

It stings that I remember his voice and lilt so well.

“Anyway, if I’d gone to San Francisco, I would’ve become an anecdote for Jake and his wife to tell their grandkids.” I keep speaking in mock voices. “‘Grandpa Jake, do you remember that time your crazy ex-girlfriend tried to stop you from marrying Nana? What was her name?’