Eleven
Love is worth any risk.
—Hailey Fairchild, What the Heart Knows
I haven’t regretted coming home for one minute. I’ve been living with my parents for the last couple of months, but I spend
most of my time with Carwyn, and that gets better every day. I catch sight of Gwendolyn and her one remaining evil lackey
once in a while. They sneer or whisper, but it bounces off me because love has become my shield. I don’t have time for their
pettiness anyway. I’m too busy working on my next book, When Love Wins .
Today Carwyn and I are going ring shopping. We’re planning a December wedding, and Scarlet and Ramona will be my bridesmaids,
with Ramona flying out to do the maid of honor duties. Mom is talking about baking the wedding cake, and Billie wants to do
the flowers. Not sure what those will look like yet, but one thing I do know. There will be mistletoe.