Chapter 63. The Wedding

MICHELLE

The day of Devon and Phoebe’s wedding has finally arrived, and as I looked out the car window at the beautiful city lights of Tulsa, I couldn’t help but smile sadly. After he got married, I made up my mind to tell the truth to him.

I heaved a sigh as I looked over my outfit once more before tonight’s event. I was extremely satisfied with what I was wearing, a silver halter-styled tosca dress with a front crossover, fitted waist, with a high slit that reached my mid-thigh. My light brown, wavy, long hair was swept to one side. This ought to be acceptable attire for attending one of the biggest events that will take place this year.

I turned my head to look at Rina, who was occupying the seat next to mine in the car. In her pink dress with a single shoulder strap, she looked just stunning. When Devon handed me the invitation card, he told me to bring both mom and Rina with me.

Devon had given the order to Gabriel to pick us up, and mom who was seated i