I cup her face, brushing my thumb along her cheek.

“You deserve perfect, Grace. And I wanted to make sure this was as easy and joyful as possible.”

She pulls back slightly, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “It’s perfect. All I need now is a dress.”

As if on cue, the front door opens, and Sarah walks in, holding a garment bag in her arms. “Already taken care of,” she announces with a wide grin.

Grace’s mouth drops open. “What?”

Sarah sets the bag on the back of the couch and unzips it slightly to reveal a glimpse of lace and silk. “I found the dress of your dreams straight off your vision board.”

Grace stands frozen, her hands covering her mouth. Tears spill down her cheeks, and she shakes her head in disbelief. “Are you serious right now?”

Sarah nods, her smile growing. “Completely. I knew you’d need something beautiful, and this is it.”

Grace steps forward, her fingers grazing the edge of the dress. “It’s… it’s perfect.” She looks at me, then Sarah, and then back at the dress, her grin spreading even wider.

Her voice trembles as she speaks. “This is all so perfect. I can’t believe it.”

I step up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. “Believe it,” I murmur against her ear.

She turns, her eyes locking with mine. “Thank you,” she whispers, her voice thick with emotion.

I press a kiss to her forehead. “You don’t have to thank me. I just wanted to make you happy.”

“You have,” she says, her voice firm despite the tears in her eyes. “You’ve made me the happiest woman in the world.”

Sarah sniffs dramatically from the couch. “Okay, if you two don’t stop, I’m going to start crying, and nobody needs to see that.”

Grace laughs through her tears, the sound pure and full of joy. She hugs Sarah tightly, then turns back to me. “I can’t wait, Theo. Is it just Devon and Sarah?”

“No, the few other guests are all arriving in town as we speak.

“I just…I just can’t get over this. You are really something special, Theo Rossi.”

“I had help.”

“Don’t let him fool you,” Sarah gushes.

“It was all his idea.

He asked for help and a few of us chipped in, but everything is of his doing and grand ideas.

This is the grandest gesture of love I’ve ever seen and needs to be in a movie.”

Grace giggles as she hugs me tightly. “I love you so much, Theo.”

“I love you, too. It’s my job to make sure that you know that daily.”

“I definitely do,” she sighs as she reaches up to kiss me softly.

“This... this is so special.

With the Andrew stuff and the shelter and the Creative Commons...

This is the best thing that anyone could have done.”

“Just making sure you couldn’t put off marrying me any longer,” I tease.