Chapter 82 Won't Get Tired Of Asking You To Marry Me

I am not sure where, between the madness of wedding preparations and nights of talking till the wee hours of the morning, but somehow, I just found myself falling deep in love all over again. For the first time in so long, I wasn't double-guessing every little thing in our relationship. And Jaxon? Well, he'd been there for it all-up and down. But today? Today was different. "Isabel," Jaxon calls to me, his voice soft, just loud enough to pull me from the daze I've been lost in. I look up from the window where I've been watching the rain slide down the glass, the sky outside as Gray as the thoughts I've been battling with. But his voice cuts through it all.