I Waited Until Rehearsal Dinner

without consent.”

Ben muttered, “Jesus Christ,” but it didn’t sound aimed at me.

Then came the first turn I hadn’t planned.

Greg reached into his jacket, took out his own phone, and said, “I need to make a call too.”

Emily stared at him. “Greg.”

He was already walking away from the table toward the lobby.

She went pale under all that careful makeup.

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