the city. Sylvia, this is Sabrina.”
“Oh, Grace,” Sylvia said with a self-deprecating laugh, waving her hand in the air. She gave
Sabrina a broad smile as she pulled her into a warm hug. She was about Sabrina’s height, plump, and
wore a bright red sweater and black dress slacks. Her long dark hair was pulled back in a low
ponytail. “It’s an absolute pleasure to meet you, Sabrina.”
Chase and Sabrina settled next to each other on the second couch and Sylvia pulled out a large
tablet.
“Let’s get to work,” Sylvia said, a stylus in hand. “First and foremost, when is the big day?”
Sabrina glanced at Chase. Did the woman have any idea about their changed plans?
“We’ve decided on a very small, simple wedding next Monday,” Chase said.
Sylvia’s brown eyes widened and then she laughed and looked at Grace. “You weren’t kidding
when you said they wanted it fast.” She tapped her screen several times, nodding. “Okay . . .” she
murmured. “Okay . . .” Tap. “Okay . . .” Tap. “Okay.” She looked up at Chase and Sabrina.
“Evening?”
“Morning would be better.”
Sylvia nodded and looked at her tablet.
“Why morning?” Sabrina whispered.
He leaned down and whispered back, tickling her ear with his breath. “Because of what we have
to do at the Manor after.”
“Grace, you’d mentioned Trinity Church when we’d talked originally. Do you still want that big
of a place with the changes?” Sylvia asked.
Grace glanced at Chase, who shrugged. “I’m not sure if it’s necessary any longer. Chase, what do
you think?”
“It’s a beautiful building, and it’s where you and Dad were married.” He paused and Sabrina saw
the pain in his eyes.
She looked away. Though she didn’t have any dreams of a particular type of wedding, she
wondered if he did. Had she ruined something he wanted?
“It’s easy to manage security there, though,” Chase said after a long moment. “Do you think it
would be obnoxious to have such a small wedding in such a big place?”
Sylvia shook her head. “I don’t think it would be a problem. If you have sentimental reasons for