As they entered the gazebo where he sat, Annabelle’s eyes were drawn immediately to the familiar piece of paper in his hands.

He nodded at Mary and the latter left immediately.

Annabelle remembered where she had seen the paper before, and she unconsciously patted herself before she remembered that she had already changed her clothes.

“Looking for this?” He asked as he held the paper up in front of him.

“That is mine. You have no right to…” She remembered her vows and looked fleetingly at the three men standing back from the gazebo.

Though they looked relaxed and even turned away, she knew they could pounce on her immediately....