The next morning dawned with a golden hush that touched everything softly….the sky was clear, and the air was cool and gentle. Isabella stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down the blue dress she had chosen. There was a nervous flutter in her chest, a quiet excitement she couldn’t explain. Colton had refused to tell her where they were going, only saying, “It’s a surprise. You’ll know when we get there.”

She had asked at least five times during breakfast, but all she got were his teasing smiles. Even when he helped her into the car, he stayed silent, only humming along with the radio as they drove through...