Miles Xavier took Joan Shaw to a remote island for the wedding. He bought the entire island for the occasion and arranged for ten private jets to fly in their friends and family.
On the palm-fringed island, the sun shone brilliantly. The golden beach stretched out to meet a vast, blue ocean.
Inside a white seaside villa, makeup artists were doing Joan Shaw's makeup, helping her into her wedding dress, and setting her bridal veil in place.
A flawless, perfect bride stood on a white cashmere rug, gazing at her reflection in a full-length mirror, her heart fluttering with unease.
She and Nola Lane had once made a pact: whoever married first, the other would be her bridesmaid.
But Nola Lane was already married—and to Joan's first love, no less. She couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the thought.
