Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 711

Brielle was blissfully unaware of Alivia’s machinations as she quietly drove the car, noticing Aubree’s silence beside her Aubree sat in the passenger seat, gazing at the world passing by, wrapped in her own thoughts

Sometimes, Brielle considered silence to be the best companion.

The road to Radiant Light Church was familiar territory for Brielle. Having driven it once before, she pressed a bit heavier on the gas pedal. Still, the church was a good distance from the heart of Beaconsfield, and it was three in the morning by the time they arrived.

At this hour, the doors were closed. The priests would be asleep, so the two women made do with what they had and spent the night in

the car.

At five o’clock. Brielle woke Aubree. “Can you hear the bells echoing from the hills? Come on, let’s go up. We’ll catch the sunrise just in time”

Aubree followed her lead, and together they ventured toward the church. Before them, the landscape unfolded into endless rolling hills. As the sun crested the horizon, Aubree felt an overwhelming urge to cry

world was vast and beautiful, and she had wasted so much time fixated on just one person. It seemed so shortsighted now

Clements family’s grand spiral staircase, like a prince looking down upon her from his lofty perch Perhaps their ending

meadow’s lake

wish she had tied to that tree, this chapter of

tinged with darkness, making

priests were surprised to learn that the women had come to collect a wish–pledge and offered their

smile. “Perhaps some of

sighed. “Love brings worry. Love brings fear. Those free from love are free

acknowledgment but offered no argument. It had not been long since she had left her own pledge among

began their search at the lowest branches and worked their way up. After an hour, they had yet to find

Aubree, her friend’s face was a picture of calm resolve. By now, Andrew and Tessa would be on their way to the chapel in a wedding limousine. The irony of the situation left her

Tessa had exchanged their vows in the chapel amidst the well–wishes of their

Tessa’s eyes as she reveled in the envious gazes of the other women. This was how it should be–she was bom a Rowland, destined to be the center of attention. She thanked Andrew silently for

her visible happiness, Andrew’s demeanor remained detached, even as he placed the ring