They Hid Me Behind A Pillar At My Brother’s Wedding

please, that display is rented.”

Kellie laid the chart flat on the table.

“Who changed this?”

The planner froze.

Poor woman. She had the face of someone who had been paid to make hydrangeas behave, not stand trial in satin.

“I don’t know if I should…”

Kellie looked at her.

The planner swallowed.

“Mr. Carter sent the final changes.”

“Which Mr. Carter?”

Her eyes continue reading …