But in a secret corner of her heart, she tucked away the memory of her dream wedding, a shimmering possibility that she wasn't quite ready to let go of just yet.
As she took her seat at the table, accepting a cup of coffee from Mr Higgins with a murmured thanks, Emily allowed herself one last indulgence. She closed her eyes briefly, conjuring up the image of Victor as he had appeared in her dream, handsome and loving at the altar. A small smile played at the corners of her mouth as she savoured the memory.
Then, with a small sigh, Emily opened her eyes and turned her attention to her family and the day ahead. Whatever her dreams might hold, reality demanded her focus now. But the warmth in her heart, the lingering echo of dream-Victor's vows, stayed with her, like a secret talisman.
