Thrive (Addicted #4)

by Krista Ritchie

The violins have shushed, and Connor saunters into the open space. When he stops in the center, his deep blue eyes lock straight on Rose. I am full-blown smiling. The way he’s staring at her—it’s beyond magical. “I just want everyone to know,” I whisper again, “that I predicted this would happen the moment I saw them together.” Both Lo and Ryke clap for me at the same time, mostly in sarcasm. Yeah, yeah, they can team up against me, but I was right. It doesn’t happen often, so I pocket that small glory. Connor holds out his hand, and Rose approaches with a narrowed, passionate gaze. She takes his hand in hers. She’s still in her white wedding dress with sheer material around her collarbones. A high slit runs up her leg, but the tulle netting flows around her limbs so much that you can hardly tell until she walks. Sexy and classy. She designed that dress, sewed it together for me, but it’s her style and something she loved with each last thread. Daisy stole the gown to have the bust altered to match the measurements of Rose’s bridesmaid’s dress. It fit her perfectly. They wait for the music to start, questions flickering in Rose’s gaze about Connor’s song choice. The moment the instruments create a sweet, silky noise, Rose’s hand flies to her mouth. And her eyes begin to glass. Connor pulls her closer to his chest, his grin so bright. Her hands tremble. Both have now risen to her lips that part with unrestrained surprise. She shakes her head, and I start crying as soon as r...

TEARS ARE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE. OMG.