The map that leads to you.

Aiden and I walked hand in hand on the grounds of his father’s estate with the wedding planner. The two of us might not be married yet, but it felt that way… Still, we hadn't done much planning even though it had been months since he had proposed. Honestly, I wasn't sure where to start. Luckily we had an event planner to help with that.

"So do we want to do the ceremony outside and the reception inside? Or both outside or inside?” She asked with a smile. Nancy, my future mother in law, had hired her for us as a wedding gift and swore up and down that she was the best money could buy.

I looked at Aid for an answer, “What do you think?”

This could really be a good life.

I walked through the long narrow hallway, emotions rushing through me both good and bad. While I was mourning the loss of my career, Aiden's was restarting and I couldn't be any more proud of him. I pushed the door open to find him pacing around his dressing room, anxiety showing on his gorgeous face. "Are you doing okay?" I asked, walking up to him with a worried look on my face.

He shrugged, "I feel like I'm going to puke…" 

Hello my friend, I see you're back again.

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"Why are there people following us with cameras?" Bea whispered quietly as she blinked innocently at her brother. Her, Aid and I were going to breakfast and of course anywhere the two of us went, the paparazzi followed. The rumors were endless, ranging from Aiden and I being swingers, him cheating, and me expecting. It was ridiculous. 

He shrugged with her in his arms, "I'm not sure. They think we're interesting."

Bea wrinkled her nose at him, "But why?"