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Noah
I took Ella’s hand, and something shifted in my chest. I was the guardian of her heart, and I would always take that seriously. Everything finally felt right.
Honestly, I didn’t hear much as my father performed the ceremony. I just felt him nudge me. I turned and gave him a questioning look; then I noticed that the audience was laughing, and I focused on Ella again.
She leaned forward. “He just asked if you would take me as your bride.”
I grinned and said, “Yes.” Then I flashed a smile at the audience, and everyone laughed again.
Before I knew it, my father was announcing, “Please congratulate Mr. and Mrs. Noah and Ella Armstrong.”
I took this opportunity to kiss her and dip her back. Everyone clapped, but I wasn’t doing it for them. I kissed her longer and felt her giggle against my lips. Then I set her back on her feet and gave her a dazzling smile. She laughed, her cheeks flushing a beautiful pink.
People were still clapping as we rushed down the aisle and out of the church. We had decided we would do a reception onthe church grounds with the little gazebo and a large grassy area. We’d had a tent set up and a table loaded with food inside, and the band was already playing.
“Are you sure we can’t just skip this and go straight to the honeymoon?” I asked Ella.
She winked and leaned up for a kiss. “I want to honeymoon with you, Mr. Armstrong, for the rest of my life. So what’s the hurry?”
I deepened the kiss and held her tighter, thinking about spending the future with her and going on many, many trips together. I pulled back and smiled. “As long as I have you next to me, I’ll never be in a hurry again.”
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Chapter 1
Isla
The Harrington place was torn and tattered and abandoned.
I got out of my used and paid off Toyota Camry and walked toward the front door. On the phone, I'd spoken to Willow Harrington.
Her voice had been rough, with the kind of croaky smokers cough that a lifetime of smoking would give a person.
She told me that I could Venmo her granddaughter the $500 deposit and rent was due by the second of every month.
She also told me that the key was under the green frog in the pot to the left of the door.
Slowly, I picked up the frog, and saw the key. Was I really going to do this? Live in Refuge Falls again?
It been roughly 6 years since I'd been back to this place. I cringed and wondered how long it would take my ex-husband to find me here. Probably not too long. He would be surprised I’d come back. I thought of the dead puppy I’d found on my door yesterday morning. I knew it was from him. There had been lots of dead things over the past few months. Little threats from my ex.
Of course he wouldn't admit it, but the greater threat was that he had always told me if I divorced him he would kill me. I wished I had that on some type of recording. But I didn't and no one ever believed he would do that.
I pushed the key into the lock and turned. The door didn't give. I pushed it again and it tumbled open. I walked inside. I had actually never been inside the Harrington place. Although I had grown up in Refuge Falls.
In fact, the only reason I was here now, was because I had seen the listing on Facebook marketplace. Apparently, Willow Harrington, the owner of the property, had her daughter manage most of it.
The truth was, I felt grateful. Grateful, that I had found the listing last night. Grateful, that it wasn't taken. I bowed my head and prayed, "Dear Lord, thank you for getting me here safely. For making it possible to have this house. For Willow Harrington and all of her generosity. In the name of Jesus Christ amen."
