It’s always been him. Even when I was buried so deep beneath the guilt and the obligation of being the Casanova Girl, it was always him. And now, twelve months after I started this journey of love and friendship and goodbyes, I can finally look him in the eyes on our wedding day and say the words I never thought I’d be lucky enough to say. I do. There is still much to settle. Weddings are complicated business, but complicated has never stood in my way before. And with Wyatt by my side, I know we can conquer anything—including figuring out what my parents’ next move will be now that I turned down the money that was supposed to free them from their own financial burdens. One thing is for certain: there is still a lot of unknown in our future. But back here, on the Texas soil, with my cowboy by my side, I’m stronger than I’ve ever been. And so is he.