It had been perfect.
That was the only thing that Isobel could think of as she danced with Nicholas Falconari in the middle of the grand hall as women stared at them with envy and the men were more engrossed in placing bets on what the name of the ship and the cruise line that Nick would be keeping. Whether it would be on his sons or on his newly wed wife. The twins were with Max and she knew that they were safe and protected.
“What are you thinking about?” asked Nick as he twirled her around and then dipped her in a beautiful motion.
Isobel could not tell him that she was thinking that from the moment that he had accepted that he loved her and wanted her in his life how much same he was to Abe. He would not know who was Abe and then it would become another trouble describing him about
