Chapter 58

The wedding celebration stretched on until nightfall, when the last champagne flutes were emptied and guests finally began saying their goodbyes. My feet ached in the heels I had worn for hours, and my cheeks hurt from smiling for endless photographs.

"I think we survived," Gideon remarked as we climbed the mansion's grand staircase.

"Hard to believe," I replied, adjusting one of the rose petals