CHAPTER THIRTY
I try not to let the fear control me as I stand in front of Jim. I know everyone here thinks I'm crazy. I know they'll all be looking down upon me. But their opinions don't matter.
What matters is him. What matters is us and the intense connection we share.
I can only hope that he'll see the truth. I'm not sure how to get Jim to see the truth, but I hope he'll at least hear me out. I hope he'll at least give me a chance.
“In the past, I didn't believe you,” Jim says. “I didn't listen to your side of the story. I listened to Emily instead and accepted her truth as infallible.
“I'm not about to do that again. I want to hear what you have to say, Brea. I'm not sure I believe you quite yet. But I want to hear what you have to say.”
“This is my wedding day,” Emily says. “How dare you come tramping it on my wedding day. I won't allow it. I have a say too.”