Arielle’s POV
I stood in front of the mirror staring at my reflection and picturing myself standing here dressed in a flowing white gown with a huge smile plastered on my face.
It was a few months before my wedding. My second if I was going to include the botched wedding with the Van Tyson’s triplets.
I was understandably nervous each time I remembered I agreed to marry Ethan and Luciana often assured me that it wasn’t much of a big deal considering what I had been through.
If everything that had happened between them over the past year was anything to go by, Ethan was nothing like the Van Tyson triplets.
What he lacked in charisma and arrogance in comparison to them, he made up for it through his tenderness and honesty.
All my life I wasn’t used to being lucky and having managed
