Chapter: 1965

Deep down, she wrestled with the idea of another ceremony. Like many women, she harbored that innate desire for the pageantry of a wedding.

Yet organizing such an event would drain their already limited time and energy.

"No." Jonathan's voice cut through her thoughts, brooking no argument.

“The last one doesn't count."

How could a hasty ceremony on the brink of divorce possibly measure up to what they deserved?