broken heart

Sapphire held Shane's hand as he bent down and kissed her. "I now give you Mr. And Mrs. Shane Colt!" He parted from her and raised their hands. Ashton clapped with the congregation. They were mixed with red, orange, and blue, and purple from both sides.

Later that night at the reception Shane took her hand and spun her around and around taking his hand and running along part of her dress. It went up in flames and she came out with a red knee length cocktail dress with red pumps.

"Shane..." It was his father's deep voice. Sapphire jump and spun around clinging to Shane, "...we need to talk."

"Not now!"

"Yes now Shane!" Sapphire stepped in front of Shane.

"Not at MY reception. Shove off! You guys can talk later." The fury in the older man's face was evident.

"Please father, let me have this time, for once stop trying to have all the glory and let me and my wife have ours." He took her by the waist and led her into a dance.

...

Later that night Shane led Sapphire to the plane for their honeymoon in New York. Her heart was pounding the whole total of twelve hours with all the delays. She was terrified of what would happen when they got there. Would he leave her? Would he second think the wedding. Would he turn into the monster Ashton had when she just touched him?