Lucy let out a soft laugh and kept walking. Rex followed, gait stiff and deliberate, still sniffing as they approached the altar. Lucy frowned, then forced the thought away. Crowds could overwhelm even the best-trained K9s. Weddings weren’t routine.
Still—Rex didn’t get distracted. And that realization settled uneasily in Emma’s chest, long after the music carried on. At the altar, Vincent noticed the hesitation. His smile tightened just a fraction as his eyes flicked to the dog, then back to Lucy. Everyone was hyper-aware. Everything felt heightened.