Page 93 of Some Saviors Can Break You

“You’ll see.”

“Eli,” she groaned.

“Don’t worry, princess, you won’t have long to wait. I'm going to leave you in the very capable hands of Christine and Susannah, and I’ll see you soon. Very soon.” He kissed her lightly on the lips before disappearing with most of the people who’d been hiding in the alley.

While this was definitely a quirky proposal and unusual wedding, Florence couldn’t be happier. She and Eli didn't do anything traditionally, and that suited them just fine. Most people didn't get engaged in an alley—even if it was where they had met, and where one had saved the other’s life—one month after meeting and then proceed to go straight to the wedding, but that was how Eli lived his life, he went after what he wanted, and he wasn't known for being patient. While she’d always been the opposite, Eli’s impulsiveness was washing off on her.

Susannah and Joey’s grandmother ushered her into a car and took her to Susannah’s place where she put on the dress that fit her perfectly, and made her look like a princess. Christine did her hair, twisting it up so it sat piled elegantly on top of herhead with a few gentle waves hanging free, Susannah applied her makeup. By the time they were finished, she didn't just look like a princess she felt like one too.

“You going to tell me where we’re going?” she asked as they headed downstairs to find a white limousine waiting for them.

“Eli would kill me if I ruined the surprise, you’ll see when we get there,” Susannah answered.

“Spoilsport,” she muttered.

Susannah just laughed, and the three of them got into the back of the limo as they drove through the city. When the limo came to a stop, she scrunched her brow in surprise, this was not where she had expected them to be going.

“This is where Eli planned for us to get married?” she asked, gesturing at his building.

“This is where he told us to come,” Susannah replied, but the twinkle in her eyes said there was more to it than that.

Inside the building, Florence headed to the elevator that went to the penthouse, but Susannah herded her toward a different lift, and when they got off on the top floor, she knew what Eli had planned.

The roof.

They’d sat up there a couple of weeks ago, and he’d told her about his mother and how they’d watched the stars together, then asked her to move in with him. Since that night, they’d often come up here to lie on a blanket, and he’d taught her about all the constellations. She shouldn’t have been surprised that this was where he would choose for them to get married.

When she stepped out onto the roof her hands flew to mouth and tears blurred her vision.

It was beautiful.

Who knew an apartment building roof could look so gorgeous.

Eli had strung fairy lights up everywhere, there were dozens of bouquets of cherry blossoms spread about, and wooden benches lined up either side of a white carpet. The millions of lights of the city sparkled around them, the stars looked down upon them, and Eli stood waiting for her under an arch of cherry blossoms.

He was dressed in a tuxedo, and the look on his face had her tears brimming over.

Love.

He was looking at her with love in his eyes.

Florence had never thought she’d have anyone look at her that way, she’d been resigned to living alone or having a loveless marriage with someone she felt was safe.

Instead, she’d found true love.

The kind of love that would last a lifetime.

She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

9:46 P.M.

Exactly one month to the minute from when he had run across the road to tackle Florence out of the way of the oncoming car, she stepped out onto the roof, looking like a princess in the wedding dress he’d chosen for her, and he knew his life was complete.

She looked around, taking in everything he’d had their friends and family set up today while they’d been at the aquarium and flying in a hot air balloon. Eli knew the exact second her eyes found him because her face lit up, her eyes grew watery, and she smiled at him.

He loved her smile.

Loved the way her eyes crinkled at the edges, the little dimple she got above the left corner of her mouth, the way the smile seemed to reach deep down inside her, coming from her heart—her soul.

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