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Epilogue

Three Years Later

The enormous trifold mirror in the bridal suite showed me from multiple angles. All revealing the sweeping lace and princess skirt of my wedding dress, the delicate twist to my medium-blonde hair, and the half-dozen bridesmaids I’d chosen for this momentous day. Eve was closing the several dozen buttons along the back of my dress as the rest of the girls oohed and aahed at my appearance.

“You’re a vision,” Blaire announced.

“Thank you.”

Eve grunted. “Whoever invented this many buttons was a masochist.”

Annie chuckled and nudged her out of the way. “I know it’s a maid-of-honor duty, but if I can sew perfect stitches, I can button her into a dress.”

Eve’s eyes rounded as Annie made quick work of the buttons. “How?”

“You get used to Annie’s incredible competence,” Piper said, holding up a glass of the new Abbey sparkling vintage.

“I like a girl with deft fingers,” Viv said, popping a bubblegum bubble. Her hair was a striking hot pink for the occasion. She’d asked me if I wanted her to dye it a “normal” color, and I’d looked at her as if she were absurd. Three years on tour with Viv, and she had never once had a “normal” hair color. I couldn’t imagine her any other way.

Annie winked at her. “If I wasn’t already married with a kid, I’d consider that offer.”

“Aww, and Rush is so cute,” Jennifer said, snapping pictures of the lot of us. She was in a bridesmaid dress, but she wasn’t an official bridesmaid. It had been hard enough, narrowing it down to six, but she’d insisted she preferred to be behind the camera anyway.

“The cutest,” Blaire agreed.

“I don’t know,” I said. “June and Oliver are pretty adorable.”

Blaire beamed. “They are.”

Right before the album release, Blaire and Campbell had gotten pregnant with June, who was almost-three-year-old now. Baby Oliver had followed shortly afterward, and she’d already confessed to me that she was pregnant for a third time. Though it was too new for anyone to see yet. I was hoping for another niece!

“You’re just biased because they’re your niece and nephew,” Piper said.

“Fair.”

Jennifer touched her pregnant belly. “I wonder if I’ll have a boy or another girl. Violet wants a sister, but Julian wants a boy.”

“I can’t believe you don’t want to know!” Eve gushed.

She shook her head. “I know it’s crazy, but we both want to be surprised. Jordan and Annie know, but we don’t.”

We all whipped around to look at Annie. She held her hands up. “We’re the godparents! It’s not my fault. Don’t try to get it out of me.”

“All this baby talk,” Harley said, gagging.

All of us laughed at her. She might be twenty-two and freshly graduated from Texas Tech and on her way to law school, but she was still that little teenager to me. I was glad she wasn’t thinking about babies. There was plenty of time left in her life before that.

“Babies are overrated,” Piper said, passing Harley a glass of sparkling and dropping down next to her. They hit knuckles.

Piper and Hollin had moved in together, but there were no impending nuptials or babies in their near future. I wasn’t surprised, nor did I care, as long as they were happy. That was all that really mattered. And truly, they were happier than I’d ever seen them. Especially with the vineyard breaking monetary goals year after year, and the wine far exceeding expectations.

“Are we almost ready?” Tessi asked, stepping into the bridal suite.

I nodded, smiling at my friend. “All set.”

Tears came to Tessi’s eyes as she caught sight of me. “Oh my God, Nora. Look at you!”

I did a twirl in my dress, the material swirling in little eddies at my feet as I moved. It was a one-of-a-kind dress. It had been made personally for me by Harmony Cunningham. I’d planned her wedding, and she’d insisted when my time came, she would fit me like a princess. And she had.

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