His serious expression frightened me.
I asked about my daughter, and he said she was already downstairs and perfectly safe.
He led me through the resort, past the lobby and along a path lined with lanterns. When I demanded an explanation, he smiled.
“You will understand soon.”
We rounded a curve, and I stopped.
The beach had been transformed.
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Candles created a glowing path across the sand. White flowers surrounded a wooden platform near the water. Resort employees and several guests stood nearby with their phones ready.
Our daughter waited beside the platform, smiling through tears.
Then I saw Stormy.
She wore a cream-colored dress and stood near the platform with her hands clasped together.
For one terrible second, I believed Cris was about to confirm every fear I had carried all week.
Then he stepped from behind the lanterns.
He was wearing a dark wedding suit.
