Chapter 3
For a while, Remy managed to heed Lane’s advice and let Chell work at her own pace, even if he felt she wasn’t getting anything done. But he had other things to deal with, and it was easy to let day-to-day life eclipse the upcoming wedding, which was still nothing more than a date on the last page of his calendar at this point. If he thought too much about the details of the ceremony—the impending fourteen-hour, cross-country flight, the cost of living out of a hotel for two weeks, the rehearsal and the ceremony itself and the reception afterwards, his family and friends, Lane’s family, God!—when he let himself dwell on it all, he started to hyperventilate and wanted to pass out.
So yes, let Chell take that on for now.
Remy had real life to contend with. In March, Lane turned
