If she didn’t, she was about to marry the same liar I had almost married.
I slowly made my way toward her then.
Colleen followed me.
“Meredith, don’t.”
Sarah looked up.
“Can I help you?”
“I’m the florist.”
She smiled faintly.
“The flowers are beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“Before you walk down that aisle, there’s something you need to know.”
Her smile disappeared.
Colleen whispered my name.
I ignored her.
Sarah glanced between us.
“What are you talking about?”
I told her.
Not loudly.
Don’t miss
Not dramatically.
I told her Adrian had been engaged to me three months earlier.
I told her about the accident.
I told her about the closed casket.
I told her that I had attended his funeral.
Sarah stared at me.
