Page 123 of Silver Lining

God help me.

“So what do you say? You want to do this marriage thing? For better or worse? All that song and dance?”

“Song and dance,” I said flatly. “I want the whole romance thing. The rings. The party. The—”

“Maldives. Beach wedding. Brass band.”

“That’s Jamaica.”

“I saw it on TikTok.”

“And you can have it right on the beach.”

“In Jamaica?” I said. I shook my head, tried to shudder back into reality, because surely this wasn’t all real.

“Yes,” I said. “Yes. Of course.”

I had no idea what I had just agreed to, but yes. I’d do it all. Anything. Because I was happy. And then Dylan kissed me and I thought…

Yes. To all of it.

God help us all.