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gasped at the beautiful candles and the large bouquets of flowers. Stefan walked forward, a stunning woman at his side. She held a gentle bouquet of lilies.
“I’m Mina. Stefan has said so much about you. I’m so sorry for all this trouble.”
“I’m sorry,” Hannah said in a low voice. “I didn’t mean to cause such a fuss.”
Mina smiled and damn, it was as if the heavy air of the solemn occasion suddenly lit up. “Everything happens for a reason. But no one should be alone at a time like this.”
She handed the bouquet to Hannah and said, “If you are okay with it, Stefan and I will stand as your witnesses.”
Witnesses. Good Lord, she hadn’t thought about any of that. “Of course,” she said warmly. “And thank you so much for offering. And for the flowers,” she added hurriedly.
Stefan grabbed the back of the wheelchair and slowly wheeled her toward Trevor who somehow appeared at the front. “Our pleasure. And if you decide that this marriage stands, then we can redo this whole ceremony at my house at a later date.”
He meant as in making this a real marriage. Oh Lord. She couldn’t think of that right now. This was too big and at the same time, she knew secrecy was paramount. If her father burst in…
With Mina walking at their side, the trio approached the front where Trevor stood, looking resplendent in his suit. She was still in her hospital gown and…her hand reached up…dried blood in her hair.
“Don’t worry about it,” Mina said. “You look beautiful.”
There was such sincerity in her voice that even though it wasn’t true, it was a balm to Hannah’s soul.
At the end of the aisle, Stefan arranged her wheelchair so she was parked beside Trevor. He reached down and picked up her hand.
Outside, she could hear footsteps running down the hallway, not one set, but several.
She frowned but the minister in front of them was speaking. She glanced up at Trevor. He kept his gaze on the minister but squeezed her hand in reassurance.
The footsteps were followed by shouting.
She could hear someone shouting, “Where is it? Damn it. The room has to be here somewhere.”
And she realized they were likely looking for this chapel. She shuddered and gripped Trevor’s hand tightly.
But he held her firm and together they made it through the ceremony.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the minister said. “You may kiss the bride.”
Damn. She’d actually done it. She grinned. She’d thwarted her father.
“Glad to see you’re smiling,” Trevor murmured just before he kissed her gently. Realizing what he’d done for her, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him enthusiastically.
Everyone laughed.
When Trevor straightened again, the minister motioned at them to sign the paperwork so it would be legal and binding.
In a firm hand she signed the papers, then several others Trevor handed her. She didn’t even read them, but inside she knew she could trust him. She had no reason to, and the lawyer in him was probably rolling over in his grave, but she had no time. Her father was storming down the hallway, ready to destroy the building if they didn’t produce his daughter now.
“Let’s get you back to your room,” Trevor murmured.
“That would be good.” She thanked the minister. As she turned to thank Stefan and Mina it was to see them holding the door open for Trevor to wheel her out.
“Not too many brides get married in the hospital,” she muttered low enough only Trevor could hear her.
“You’re wrong. For many reasons hundreds of weddings are performed in hospitals every year.”
She thought about that and realized how many scenarios were likely a whole lot more serious and devastating than hers. “Thank you.”
He laughed. “Don’t thank me yet. We have some rough patches to get through first.”
“Maybe, but for the first time I don’t feel quite so alone.”
“While I’m here you won’t be.”
Out in the hallway he took her to a
“I’m Mina. Stefan has said so much about you. I’m so sorry for all this trouble.”
“I’m sorry,” Hannah said in a low voice. “I didn’t mean to cause such a fuss.”
Mina smiled and damn, it was as if the heavy air of the solemn occasion suddenly lit up. “Everything happens for a reason. But no one should be alone at a time like this.”
She handed the bouquet to Hannah and said, “If you are okay with it, Stefan and I will stand as your witnesses.”
Witnesses. Good Lord, she hadn’t thought about any of that. “Of course,” she said warmly. “And thank you so much for offering. And for the flowers,” she added hurriedly.
Stefan grabbed the back of the wheelchair and slowly wheeled her toward Trevor who somehow appeared at the front. “Our pleasure. And if you decide that this marriage stands, then we can redo this whole ceremony at my house at a later date.”
He meant as in making this a real marriage. Oh Lord. She couldn’t think of that right now. This was too big and at the same time, she knew secrecy was paramount. If her father burst in…
With Mina walking at their side, the trio approached the front where Trevor stood, looking resplendent in his suit. She was still in her hospital gown and…her hand reached up…dried blood in her hair.
“Don’t worry about it,” Mina said. “You look beautiful.”
There was such sincerity in her voice that even though it wasn’t true, it was a balm to Hannah’s soul.
At the end of the aisle, Stefan arranged her wheelchair so she was parked beside Trevor. He reached down and picked up her hand.
Outside, she could hear footsteps running down the hallway, not one set, but several.
She frowned but the minister in front of them was speaking. She glanced up at Trevor. He kept his gaze on the minister but squeezed her hand in reassurance.
The footsteps were followed by shouting.
She could hear someone shouting, “Where is it? Damn it. The room has to be here somewhere.”
And she realized they were likely looking for this chapel. She shuddered and gripped Trevor’s hand tightly.
But he held her firm and together they made it through the ceremony.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the minister said. “You may kiss the bride.”
Damn. She’d actually done it. She grinned. She’d thwarted her father.
“Glad to see you’re smiling,” Trevor murmured just before he kissed her gently. Realizing what he’d done for her, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him enthusiastically.
Everyone laughed.
When Trevor straightened again, the minister motioned at them to sign the paperwork so it would be legal and binding.
In a firm hand she signed the papers, then several others Trevor handed her. She didn’t even read them, but inside she knew she could trust him. She had no reason to, and the lawyer in him was probably rolling over in his grave, but she had no time. Her father was storming down the hallway, ready to destroy the building if they didn’t produce his daughter now.
“Let’s get you back to your room,” Trevor murmured.
“That would be good.” She thanked the minister. As she turned to thank Stefan and Mina it was to see them holding the door open for Trevor to wheel her out.
“Not too many brides get married in the hospital,” she muttered low enough only Trevor could hear her.
“You’re wrong. For many reasons hundreds of weddings are performed in hospitals every year.”
She thought about that and realized how many scenarios were likely a whole lot more serious and devastating than hers. “Thank you.”
He laughed. “Don’t thank me yet. We have some rough patches to get through first.”
“Maybe, but for the first time I don’t feel quite so alone.”
“While I’m here you won’t be.”
Out in the hallway he took her to a
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