When Alaric had left for his family dinner, Nicolette had spent the night thinking.
Her thoughts wandered from the wedding to all the events that had happened. She moved to the bed, buried in thought, and stayed that way until morning.
Nicolette jolted awake. She paused, wondering if something had disturbed her.
She yawned and stretched. Her eyes caught the gleam of the ring on her finger, and she tensed up.
She was now Mrs. Allens.
The thought stirred a wave of emotion through her chest, but she brushed it off.
No sad thoughts today.
Today would be different. She would try her best to make it different.
Stretching again, she trudged out of bed. She entered the bathroom and took a cold shower. She was dressing when there was a knock on the door.
Her heart skipped, but she spoke. "Yes?"
"It's Anna," came the reply.
"One second, please," she said, finishing up. Dressed in a blue gown, she walked over and opened the door. "Good morning, Anna."
