The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Faye couldn't help but laugh at Logan's touch of vanity, graciously accepting the flowers he offered. "Alright, I'll generously grant

you a trial period then!"

Logan's face lit up as he pulled Faye into a warm embrace, feeling a rush of warmth enveloping him. "I feel like I've just hit the

jackpot, Faye. I'll make sure to treat you right!"

However, Faye's moment of joy was short-lived as she pulled back slightly, curiosity in her eyes. "What exactly did you tell my

mom earlier?"

"Just shared my plans for today and got her blessing beforeing to clear things up with you... and finally muster up the courage

to confess my feelings."

"Let's head back, I'll walk you home," Logan said, taking Faye's hand in his as they started back.

Doreen watched them leave, their faces beaming with happiness, and she knew they were a match made in heaven. She didn't

press for details, content to let them enjoy their blossoming relationship, trusting they would share when ready.

At work, it was clear to everyone that something had changed between Logan and Faye. Their interactions were lighter, and there

seemed to be a constant, subtle blush to their exchanges.

"Are they... you know?" one of the guys mused, his arms crossed as he watched them from across the room.

"Why so curious?" another teased.

"I'm shipping them hard! No one hates being the third wheel more than me. I'm not about dumpster diving for !"

"But it does look like they're together. They're practically inseparable now. I'd bet my lunch on it."

"I'd say you've got yourself a meal then. They're definitely an item."

Gemma looked up, catching Logan's affectionate gaze on Faye. "Well, if that's not love, | don't know what is."

Later, when Faye was swamped with work, she asked Gemma to deliver sdocuments on her behalf. Gemma, not thinking

much of it, agreed.

Upon entering Logan's office, the first thing Gemma noticed was a photograph on the desk. It featured Faye and Logan, both

looking radiant and youthful - the very image of a couple in love.

When the topic eventually cup, Logan and Faye openly acknowledged their relationship.

A week later, they were on their way back to Rivenwood. As soon as they landed, Logan dropped Faye off at Anna's, where a group

of girls were discussing the perfect snapshots for Anna's uing wedding, fantasizing about their own dream weddings.

Logan, looking at Faye's profile, was already planning how to make her dream wedding a reality, taking inspiration from their visit.

Faye playfully protested, "Who said anything about marrying you?"

"Have fun, and letknow when you're ready to be picked up," Logan said, opening the car door for her.

As they arrived, Anna was the first to greet them, sensing the good news. "Looks like you've got sgood news too, huh?"

Faye, a bit embarrassed, nodded. "Yeah, | haven't had the chance to tell you guys yet."

Charlotte Redwood, upon hearing this, was ecstatic and immediately tried to loop her arm through Faye's, who subtly avoided the

gesture.

"You're unbelievable, hiding such big news from us!" Charlotte exclaimed, only half-jokingly.

"I was actually planning to tell you all this time, especially with Anna's weddinging up," Faye said, handing Anna a beautifully

crafted hand fan as a wedding gift.

Anna, touched by the gesture, noticed Faye's reluctance to discuss her hand injury further, choosing instead to focus on the

excitement of wedding dress shopping.

At the bridal boutique, they were in awe of Vivienne's handcrafted wedding dresses, with Charlotte expressing a desire for Vivienne

to design her wedding dress when the tcame.

"You shouldn't talk like that. They're getting married; there's no question of worthiness," Faye replied, looking forward to Anna's

reveal from the dressing room.

When Anna appeared in her wedding dress, everyone was stunned by her transformation. The moment was so perfect that they

ot about tuntil Soren arrived to pick them up.

As they left, Charlotte remarked on the luxury of having a driver, to which Faye jokingly teased her about not using her own driver.

"You just don't get it. Having a driver and being picked up like this are two totally different things," Charlotte sighed, just as another

familiar car pulled up.

"Seriously, you guys with drivers really have it made!" Charlotte clutched at her heart tically, her voice laced with a mix of

jest and envy.

"How about we give you a lift on our way back?" Faye offered, reaching out to loop her arm through Charlotte's, but Charlotte

stepped back with a quick, playful hop.

Seeing Charlotte had made up her mind, Faye didn't push further. "Just shoot us a text when you get home, okay?"

"Will do. Now off you go!" Charlotte waved them off with a flourish.

Anna spent almost the entire night awake, her mind a whirlwind of excitement and nerves. Vivienne's family had flown back just in

tfor her wedding, and by the tthey met in the early hours, the kids were already sound asleep.

Vivienne gently pushed open the door to find Anna sitting in front of the vanity, a momentary look of awe flashing across her face.

"Nervous?" she asked softly.

Shaking her head, Anna replied, "Not exactly nervous. It just feels surreal."

"How so?"

"I can't believe I'm actually getting married. It feels like a dream."

As they chatted, Juliette stirred in her sleep, waking up with a start. She blinked at Anna for a few seconds before lunging into her

arms. "You smell amazing," she murmured, her voice muffled against Anna's shoulder.