“Oh my gosh, that explains so many things!” Aunt Pamela was a woman shrouded in mystery. She’d been the only one in the family to tell Kenzi to turn down the proposal—said she had a bad feeling about the match. Kenzi hadn’t listened to her because she was blinded by an English accent and a title to match. Oh, how she’d wanted to have the official title of “Lady” attached to the front of her name. Had she known what Pamela did for a living, she might have paid closer attention to her advice.
Harrison opened the door and held it for Kenzi to step through first. She stopped, not ready to greet the chaotic street beyond the glass panes and soft piano music. “This is insane. I can’t get married.”
Her ex-fiance’s parting words were “You would have made a horrible wife.” And while she didn’t put much stock in a liar’s opinion, brushing off his evaluation was difficult, considering he’d been the only man who had even considered her for the position.
Harrison placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. “You can do this, Kenz. You can do this for Grandpa Charlie, for Dad, and for Uncle Albert. You can do this for the family, and you can do this for yourself.”
He was right. Ever since the wedding disaster, she’d been less of herself, smaller in ways that most people didn’t notice but that ate away at her confidence. She needed to find the missing pieces of herself that had grabbed on to the ring when she threw it in Clyde’s face.
She still wished she’d kept it—if only to sell it on eBay for a fraction of its worth. Nowthatwas revenge. The old Kenzi would have done just that. She needed the spunk back in her life. Maybe marrying a man for all the wrong reasons would allow her emotional distance in the matrimonial process so she could keep a level head, therefore allowing an impartial evaluation of herself as a wife.
She stared through the open doors. “I’d like a meeting with Aunt Pamela.”
“I believe that can be arranged.” Harrison bowed at the waist, brandishing his arm in anafter-youmovement.
Lifting herself to her full height, Kenzi strutted right into the unknown.
