Page 1 of From Best Friend to Bride
PROLOGUE
FRED
Would you marry your best friend to fulfil her dying grandmother’s last wish?
I did.
And, somehow, at some point, I fell in love with her.
My best friend—not her grandma, just to be clear. Although I’d loved her as if she were my own grandmother for my entire life.
I didn’t know how it happened. It felt almost as if everything had changed overnight, and I couldn’t even pinpoint the very moment I fell in love with Delilah Elizabeth Peters.
I just did.
I was wholly, helplessly, obsessively, unquestionably in love with my best friend, and it scared the life out of me.
Falling in love wasn’t in my plans. Not again. Not after the disaster that was my last relationship. I’d asked Deli to marry me purely to make her grandmother happy, and at the time, I’d figured that there were worse things in life than temporarily marrying your best friend.
I was right.
There were.
Falling in love with her was one of those things.
And so was sitting in front of the divorce papers to wipe away our marriage and pretend the ten months had never happened.
And, spoiler alert, darling reader, but I couldn’t do it.
More to the point, Iwouldn’tdo it.
I know what you’re wondering.
How did I reach this point of sitting in my office at one a.m., nursing a glass of the strong stuff, thinking about ripping up the divorce papers that would reset my life to a time before Deli was mine?
Well.
Get ready.
You’re about to find out exactly how I fell in love with my best friend.
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DELILAH
“Your ugly crying face reminds me of that Kim Kardashian, but it’s somehow worse,” Nana said, idly stirring her margarita. “So, stop crying, Delilah.”
“That’s a bit below the belt, Mother,” Mum said, glancing between us. “Not entirely untrue but mean all the same.”
I wiped my fingers furiously across my cheeks. “Why are you ganging up on me? I’m upset!”
Nana sighed. “I’m the one who’s dying, dear.”
“That’s why I’m upset!”
“I’m not that upset about it.”
“Of course not. You’re not the one who has to live without you,” I pointed out, taking the tissue Mum offered me and dabbing it below my eyes.
