Page 105 of Her Infuriating Duke

“Enjoy your day off.”

“I will. I can’t wait to hear all about it.”

Amber laughed, making her way downstairs and outside to the waiting carriage.

In truth, she was more than a little nervous, not that she wanted to admit that to Rose. Not about her choice. Amber knew marrying Christopher was the best decision she’d ever made in her life and most importantly that she was the one who made it.

Still, it was a big change.

After that day, she would move out of her childhood room, her childhood home. Her mother would no longer be just a hallway away if she needed anything. Since Christopher was kind enough to offer his future mother-in-law a stipend to live on, she was eager to reclaim the house she had called home for so many years. Even if she could never own it in name, it could at least be hers in use.

And not only that, but she would be responsible for a whole household as well.

She would be expected to plan dinners and balls. It probably wouldn’t be long before they had their first child and all that that would entail.

She could only hope she wouldn’t fall pregnant right away. She wanted some time to settle in as a wife before she had to become a mother.

Not that she didn’t want to be a mother, mind, but it was another massive change. She simply wanted some time to get herself figured out before it was time for that.

She was sure Christopher would understand. Maybe she should talk to him about it.

Her thoughts were still racing a short time later when Amber found herself walking down the aisle.

The second she saw Christopher standing there, any nervousness she felt immediately died away. He met her eyes and gave her a reassuring smile, and all Amber could do was beam back at him.

Every step closer to him made her heart lighter. It felt like walking into a new and beautiful life, like nothing she had ever dared to dream of before.

When they finally joined hands, it felt like being reunited with a part of herself she hadn’t realized she had lost.

He looked down at her, and all Amber could feel was an overwhelming sense of peace and belonging.

The pair exchange their vows, both of them unable to stop beaming. Each word made Amber know in every fiber of her being that she had made the right choice.

The priest announced them as husband and wife, and a cheer as loud as could be considered polite went up, much of which seemed to come from Felicity.

The couple made their way outside to the waiting carriage then they made their way to the wedding breakfast.

As they rode, the two had a moment alone to talk.

“Still feel good about your decision?” she asked.

“I couldn’t be happier. And you.”

“I feel very much the same.”

The breakfast was back at his home. Amber sat between Christopher and Felicity.

“Does this mean I can call you my sister now?” Felicity asked.

“Of course,” Amber smiled back. “I would be honored if you would, but only if I can do the same.”

“I would love that.”

Christopher squeezed Amber’s hand under the table. “I’m glad to see the two of you getting along so well.”

“You make it sound like you thought we wouldn’t,” Felicity pouted.

“You can be a bit… trying.”

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