Today was the day. Today I was going to marry the man of my dreams and officially be Charlie McCormick. I was nervous, of course. I didn't know why, but a lot of people were nervous on their wedding days. There really was nothing to be nervous about. I loved Tony. He loved me. There was nothing to be scared of.

So why did I have a thousand butterflies flying around in my stomach, refusing to go away?

"Don't be nervous," Poppy said, holding Ryder on her hip.

"I'm trying not to be," I said. "I don't know why I'm so nervous. I'm really excited to marry him."

"And trust...