Tara ran to get the florist, who came in bearing the most beautiful flowers Liz had ever seen—short of her own wedding, of course. Cream roses and purple lilies highlighted Jenna’s bouquet and were a perfect complement to her dress, and since the bridal party wore purple dresses, they had cream bouquets.

There was a knock on the door. Tara answered, then turned to them. “Five minutes. We should line up.”

Jenna laid her hand on her stomach. “I’ve never been so nervous about anything in my entire life. Even singing for the first time didn’t make my stomach flutter this much.”

Her mom came to Jenna’s side and put her arm around her. “You love Tyler. This is your moment. Be happy, and relaxed.”

Jenna nodded. “You’re right. I am happy. And excited.”

They all stopped out in the foyer. Jenna’s dad was there with a huge grin on his face. “You look beautiful, baby girl.”

Jenna blinked away tears again. “Thank you, Dad. You look pretty handsome yourself.”

“You sure you don’t want to make a run for it? I’ve been working out. We can dash out the front door and into the limo. There’s a game on. We can catch it at Riley’s.”

Jenna laughed. “As tempting as that sounds right now, I think I’m good here, Dad. But thanks for the offer.”

He took her hand and tucked it into the crook of his arm. “Okay, then. Let’s do this.”

Liz could have kissed Jimmy for that bit of levity. It was just what Jenna needed to relax.

Everyone lined up in their positions. Gavin came and walked his mother down the aisle, then Ty’s mother was escorted to her seat.

And as the music started to play, Liz was overcome with dizziness and nausea and leaned against Savannah.

“What’s wrong?” Savannah asked, grasping her arm.

She took in a deep breath, then let it out. “Tight dress. No air. And probably too many flowers.”

“Take deep breaths,” Alicia said.

“Doing that.”

“I can ask them to wait,” Alicia said, a concerned look on her face.

Liz waved them on. “No, I’m good. Let’s get this thing moving.”

The bridesmaids moved down the aisle and Liz tried to quell the dizziness, holding the flowers as far away from her face as she could. The last thing Jenna needed was for Liz to face-plant walking down the aisle at her wedding. When it was Liz’s turn, she breathed as normally as she could, smiled, and concentrated on Gavin’s face. He smiled back at her, and she made it all the way to the altar, though she felt beads of sweat rolling down her back.

Great. Just great. It was probably the flu or something. Talk about bad luck.

But she focused on Jenna coming down the aisle with Gavin’s father, and how beautiful she looked.

She’d get through this. And she was going to be fine.

Nothing was going to ruin Jenna and Ty’s wedding day.

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