Page 71 of The Runaway Bride's Vow

“Not even a little bit.” It was the honest truth. Logan had given her the time she needed to plan for the future and for them to pick out a new home.

In the end, they were moving closer to Logan’s ex-wife. They actually got along with Margie. Of course, it helped that Margie had found her own Prince Charming and was planning her own wedding. But by living within five minutes of her, it made Kaylie’s life so much easier. And made it possible for Logan to see his daughter as often as he liked.

The new house had room to grow their family. Plus, it was near a park where Kaylie and any future children could play. They made sure to leave themselves room for plenty of possibilities.

Just then the door swung open, and in rushed Kaylie all dressed up. “I’m here.”

Brooke glanced around for Logan. She wasn’t worried about him seeing her before the wedding. She didn’t believe in superstitions. Everything was going to work out for them. They’d worked too hard on their relationship and their plans for a little thing like him seeing her in her wedding dress to mess things up.

Margie poked her head in the doorway. “It’s just me.”

“Come in,” Brooke said.

Margie stepped into the room just as Selena sent Brooke a surprised look. “Sorry, we’re a little bit late. Someone kept ripping out her ribbons, and I had to keep redoing her curls. But I think she’s good to go now.” Margie gave Brooke’s dress a quick glance. “You look beautiful. Logan is going to be speechless when he sees you.”

“Thank you.” Feeling obligated, Brooke said, “Why don’t you stay for the ceremony?”

Margie shook her head. “Thank you. But Logan and I decided that it would be too weird to see us marry other people. Logan’s mom is still taking Kaylie home after the reception, right?” When Brooke nodded her head, Margie produced an overnight bag. “I packed a few things for her.”

“Thank you. I hate to admit it, but Logan and I totally forgot to do that.”

“I thought that might be the case.” She placed the bag by the door. “Well, I should be going. Rick is waiting out in the car.” Margie leaned over and hugged her daughter before she left.

Brooke looked at Kaylie, who looked totally adorable. “You look so beautiful in your dress. And your hair is amazing.”

A big smile filled the little girl’s face. “I love your dress. I want one like it.”

Brooke let out a little laugh. “You will someday, far in the future.”

The wedding march started to play. This was the big moment. Brooke was about to marry her best friend and the love of her life, and she had zero reservations. Absolutely none at all.

Suddenly, the music stopped.

The breath caught in Brooke’s lungs. What in the world? She waited, but it didn’t start again.

She turned to Selena. “What’s going on?”

Worry reflected in her friend’s eyes. “I don’t know. I’ll check.”

Selena rushed out of the room. It gave Brooke time to fret. Maybe their pianist got sick. She hoped not. She paced back and forth as Clara and her other friends did their best to reassure her that everything was going to be all right.

It seemed like forever until Selena returned. Her face was drawn as she quietly faced her.

“Say something,” Brooke insisted. “What’s going on?”

“I have to tell you something.”

Brooke’s heart sank. “What is it?”

“It’s Dylan. He’s not here.”

“Not here?” He was the best man—Logan’s best friend—he had to be here. “Why not? Did something happen to him?”

“Well…”

“Selena just say it.”

“We’ve lost not only the best man but also your wedding ring.”