The tips of her ears turn red, though it's hard to see with the fancy crimp of her hair. Her smile warms, and as she lowers her gaze to turn her attention back to the ceremony, she spies his tie.

Her free hand reaches over, straightening the knot, smoothing it in place, and making sure it's comfortable around his neck. And then she goes back to cradling his hand, watching Will and Carlotta with pride in her eyes.

They're a good fit.

She knows it.




If the monkey continues to glare at them, well. She has the composure to pretend she doesn't notice.