s to come, should have been a dream come true. He seemed to have everything a woman should want in a man. He was handsome, wealthy, char

... Bonnie thought and frowned

ting and different...but he wasn't to her, and she didn't quite understand why most of the ladies had their heads spinning over him.

ndmother, Bella Rimmer who had been one of the parental figures she had

immer International, mother of four sons, only two of whom had li

would solidify his business connections. Her grandmother never would have allowed it unless she was convinced it was what Bonnie wanted. But what she didn't un

duty. At least she had thought so until fifteen minu

erself. This wasn't her. Th

acket despite the strapless corset top. The sweeping, elegant tulle skirt with satin lining brushed against the floor. Embroidery, beads, rhinestones and appliqué added intricate patterns of perfection any bride would be thrilled with. Yet all Bonnie

ways had provided solace. It had been her grandmother's coping mechanism, as well, one Bella had embraced fully a few years before when she'd purc

ified with enough hair product to supply a salon. "Let go of your dress! It's getting wrinkled and you know that everything has to be p

a long, relieved breath. "I don'

rely a whisper. Bonnie cleared her t

nnie's shoulder. "Prince Marcus is a woman's dream come true...every womans

idn't meet her gaze. If anything, sh

etty enough picture and well established in the financial world, and oh, he was a prince too. Everyone seemed to keep re

an pay for and provide you with anything you could ever want

moment before Faith covered it, but i

e me anything. I already

"Let's head downstairs. Marcus and his groomsmen ar

ite roses into her hands. She followed her cousin out of the room to the windin

et the others," Faith told her. Referring to Bonn

bottom of the stairs. She fluffed up the veil a bit, tsked a

a choice, B

rest of her life. Married to a successful man, a man whose parties and appearances and professional successes would soon be hers, while her own dreams... Every ounce of warmth drained out o