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Laila and Cora clinked their glasses together, and Skye’s cheeks turned pink as she smiled at me.
“Thank you,” she said, leaning over to kiss my cheek.
“I can’t wait to see what you do next.”
EPILOGUE
SKYE
After what turned out to be a year and a half of planning each and every detail, it was finally time to get married. The wait from our engagement to the weekend of the wedding seemed to drag on forever, but it also seemed to go by way too fast.
There was so much to plan and coordinate, and I felt a bit guilty the entire time for never taking any of my friends seriously when they complained about how stressful planning a wedding was. Between the dress, the napkins, the food, and everything in between, it seemed like there were countless decisions to be made.
Sierra threw me the most incredible bachelorette party in Las Vegas, and while I anticipated it being a weekend I would never forget, it actually ended up being a weekend that I didn’t really remember much of at all.
She was the best support through it all, and she even flew across the country to help me find the perfect dress, surprising me at my first appointment. She made sure everything went smoothly during the planning process, and I truly couldn’t have done it without her.
Even after hiring the most highly sought-after and expensive wedding planner in New York (at Owen’s insistence), I still had some trouble giving up control of any of the planning. If this was going to be my only wedding, I wanted everything to be perfect.
When the daycame that we finally boarded the flight to Switzerland, I couldn’t believe the mess of emotions I was feeling. I was excited. Thrilled, actually, to finally be marrying my best friend. I was terrified that something would go wrong. And I was a bundle of nerves.
We sat in silence for most of the flight, dozing in and out and chatting here and there, but at one point, Owen reached out to grab my hand.
The simple gesture that he had done countless times sent me into a fit of tears. Knowing he was beside me for all of the stress was everything I needed. Somehow, he didn’t seem nervous at all. He had been my rock through all of the planning, and he was far more involved and helpful than I imagined he would want to be.
“Skye, everything is going to be great. I promise.”
“I don’t know why I’m so stressed about it.”
“It’s a big day. You’ve put a ton of work into making sure it’s all perfect. You have every right to be anxious and stressed.”
“You’re not.”
“Well, I’m just excited to marry you. I want to start our life together.”
“So do I. I don’t want you to think—”
“I know, Skye. I know. Try to get some rest, okay? We’ll be there before you know it.”
We arrivedat the resort many sleepless hours later, and seeing the landscape that had lived in my mind for so long again was like a dream come true. It was completely different in the middle of summer, and it was even more breathtaking than I thought it would be.
The mountains were green and lush with wildflowers and trees blowing in the wind. The chalets that had once been covered in snow were now glistening in the sun, welcoming visitors to a reprise from the warm sunshine. Where the ski slopes once lived were rolling hills and families having picnics and relaxing in the summer breeze. It was absolutely perfect.
“Wow,” I said, completely breathless as we took it all in.
“This is incredible,” Owen said.
He wrapped his arms around me and held me close. We gazed at the scene before us, completely in awe of it all. I couldn’t believe we were finally here, and we were finally about to get married.
We had a few days ahead of us that consisted of working out final details, and then our families would be joining us. But until then, it was just Owen and me in the most exquisite chalet on the resort. He had spared no expense on our accommodations, not that I expected anything different.
Picturingthe snowy landscape from a year and a half ago made me nostalgic for the days when Owen and I had begun our love story. Looking back on it was like an absolute fairytale.
There was nothing like the early days of a relationship. We spent so much time talking and getting to know each other, and we spent countless hours in bedreallygetting to know each other. It was a blissful time that I knew I would always think of with great fondness.
But the more time I spent with Owen, the more I realized that the days we were in now might be even better. I felt like I knew him so completely, but he still surprised me all the time. We were comfortable together in every scenario, and it was an easy and peaceful relationship.
“Here we are,” Owen said as he opened the front door to the chalet.
