CHAPTER NINE
Jocelyn stared in the mirror, and for a split second, she didn’t recognize the woman looking at her. It was her face, of course, but she looked pale, thin, and terrified.
She scowled at her reflection. She refused to show fear. This was her own choice, and she wasn’t going to have a nervous breakdown right now.
Even if she was marrying Luke Wright in ten minutes, and none of her family or friends was in attendance. They couldn’t be. She knew that, but it still hurt. Would her dad ever forgive her? Alex probably wouldn’t, knowing her younger sister.
She hadn’t told her best friend Bekah, either. So many nights, Jocelyn had been tempted. She’d even started the text that she’d send.
Hey, I’m getting married. Who? Oh, it doesn’t matter.
I’m getting married to Luke Wright. No
