Chapter 27

Kira’s POV:

His hand cascaded down the length of my back, gliding over the soft satin fabric of my wedding dress. A shiver trembled up my spine, the weight of the evening crashing into me all at once.

To be honest?

I was exhausted. Bone-deep, soul-weary, emotionally-fried, exhausted. I didn’t want to think about what had happened earlier, about the looks I caught flashing across the sea of guests,