Whatever else this catastrophe of a wedding day had cost, it had just handed my little brother back his own life, and I would not have traded that, in the end, for the quiet ceremony I’d thought I wanted.

I let out a long, shaking breath, and for the first time all day, a smile broke across my face.

“Ezekiel,” I said.

“Yes?”

“Did you remember the rings?”

Chapter 13 — We Have a Wedding to Finish