~ SASHA ~
She'd forgotten how wonderful Zev was. Or rather, she'd been convinced in the years that they were apart that she'd somehow fooled herself. That he wasn't really as sweet and open as she remembered. That she was putting rosy glasses on whenever she thought back. That he had to have been less… perfect.
But here they were and he didn't even know he was fulfilling every dream she'd had as a little girl.
Oh, not the dirty dress and dancing on cold, frozen ground. Not the audience of strange, male eyes—some uninterested, others confused or angry. And not the bonfire and threatening cold. None of those things fit the picture she'd had of her wedding.
