The days leading up to Sunday flew by in a flurry of cleaning, cooking, and fretting over what to wear.
Before Emmeline knew it, Sunday evening had arrived, and they were heading to the sprawling Blackthorn estate for the neighborhood barbecue.
Emmeline wanted to look presentable without going overly formal, so she opted for a simple but elegant ensemble - a white silk blouse with delicate pearl buttons down the front tucked into a flowy pink midi skirt that skimmed her calves.
The fabric swished pleasantly around her legs as she walked.
She left her hair down in loose, tousled waves around her shoulders and applied just a touch of makeup to enhance her features without looking overdone.
Richard, on the other hand, took a more casual approach in a pair of dark-washed jeans and a th
