#Chapter 151: A Way Out

Gideon

“So we agree on the champagne and gold color scheme for the tables?” the wedding planner asked, making a note in her planner. She was meticulous, writing down every detail as if her life depended on it. I liked that about her.

I nodded, glancing at the sample table setting she’d laid out. The gold fabric gleamed under the soft lighting of her office, reflecting the champagne-colored napkins