“I never doubted you’d love me, Wyatt.”

“So what were you doubting?”

I smiled, and felt no fear at all. “Whether you were still going to make terrible jokes at our wedding.”

Wyatt burst out laughing, loud enough to echo across the whole lake, and nearly dropped the box into the water.

That sound was free, and clean, and full of hope.

And for the first time since the day my father tried to ruin my life, the laughter didn’t hurt.

It sounded exactly like the beginning of my new life.

THE END.