I Waited Until Rehearsal Dinner

mean?”

Emily shrugged.

“I photographed them months ago.”

“Front.”

“Back.”

“Security codes.”

Her fiancé’s smile disappeared.

“Emily…”

She waved him off.

“Oh, relax.”

Then she looked at me again.

“She never spends money on herself anyway.”

My brother leaned forward.

“How much are we talking about?”

Emily unlocked her phone.

She scrolled through a list with obvious continue reading …