Rowan’s Point of View
I found Dylan in the laundry room she insisted we have, folding our clean clothes.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I asked her from the doorway.
“Talk about what?”
“Whatever is going on in that beautiful mind of yours that’s got you all twisted up.”
“I’m nervous” she sighed, “being the center of attention makes me uncomfortable and I know a lot of the guest can’t wait to see the chic Rowan Divit settled down with. Knowing I’m going to be the center of attention while being judged is giving me serious anxiety. They’re probably all thinking, who does this chic think she is?” She went back to taking our clothes out of the dryer.
“I hope she’s thinking that she is the love of all my lives” I walked over to her and put my arms around her. “If the guest, most of w
