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CHARLOTTE
Liam had the wedding well planned. The only challenge that he encountered was me. The minister had been waiting outside--he'd agreed to arrive at my house at a specific time--and pleased to perform the ceremony. It was possible Liam was afraid I'd change my mind if we took the time to make the journey across town to the church, for I most likely would have.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife," Minister Pick intoned, his smile broad.
Within a matter of thirty minutes, I'd gone from contemplating my eviction from my home, my inability to support myself and where I would need to move. Alone in the world. Now, Liam looked down at me with a pleased gleam in his eye, thrilled it seemed to claim me as his wife. It wasn't chilly in the room, but I shivered nonetheless. Liam was
