As soon as the wedding ceremony ended, Zoe Yale made her way through the crowd to Emma Aiden's side and handed her a note.
Emma Aiden, in her pure white wedding gown, was breathtakingly beautiful.
She stood quietly beside Harrison Yale, the two of them as picturesque as a painting, pleasing to the eye.
Her lips curled in a smile, still immersed in the happiness of the vow, and upon hearing Zoe Yale's words, she looked over at her.
There was confusion in her eyes.
"For me?"
"Yes, it was given to me by a gentle-looking woman who said she was your friend." Zoe Yale said, reaching up to tuck her long hair as she recalled.
As she finished speaking, something flashed in Emma Aiden's mind, and she eagerly took the note from her hand and unfolded it.
There was only a simple sentence on it.
[Emma, I never truly blamed you, I just couldn't face myself. I'm happy to see your happiness today.]
It was Yasmin Vernon!
