THE WEDDING WASN'T MINE
The only thing harder than planning his wedding was pretending she didn't want to cancel it.
Rule number one: never fall for the groom.
Zara Cole has built her entire career on that rule: three hundred and thirteen weddings, zero emotional casualties, one very effective emotional firewall. She is the best wedding planner in Lagos precisely because she treats love like a logistics problem. Solvable. Containable. Safely someone else's.
Then Damien Voss walks into her life with a four-month deadline, a contract marriage dressed in designer linen, and the most inconvenient habit of paying attention to everything she says. He changes three hundred lilies to ranunculus because she mentioned once she couldn't stand them. He cooks pepper soup at midnight in someone else's kitchen and becomes, briefly, a completely different man. He says her name like he has been keeping it carefully.
None of this is in the brief.
Neither is the anonymous threat. The ex she buried resurfacing in a dark car park. The voice note detonates mid-rehearsal and brings forty witnesses to a silence so loud it has a texture. Or the photograph Marcus slides under her door, the one with the courtroom and the caption and the question it leaves behind that she cannot plan her way out of.
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Wedding Wasn't MineHere is what they do not tell you about love: it does not arrive when you are ready. It does not knock. It does not wait for you to finish being afraid. It simply appears one morning in the wreckage of someone else's wedding, while you are still holding a photograph and a cold cup of tea, and it asks you very quietly, without any ceremony at all, what you are going to do about it. Cole, notes she did not deleteThe morning of the wedding that would not happen, Zara drove to Damien's building with the photograph on the passenger seat and a speech she had rehearsed four times and abandoned twice. She had not slept. This was visible. She had decided not to care. This was less visible but equally true. The photograph had sat on her kitchen table all night while she circled it the way you circled something you were not sure was dangerous at a distance, with great respect and a contingency plan. She had searched for the name. Read the articles. Found three that said cleared and on
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The UnravelingI have planned the moment before a kiss exactly three hundred and thirteen times. I have choreographed the angle of the arch, the placement of the witnesses, the precise second the music swells so the emotion arrives on cue. I have never once planned for it to happen to me. I suppose that is the problem with being very good at other people's love stories. You forget you are also a person. Z. Cole, notes she will definitely delete in the morning Three days before the wedding, Zara had everything under control. This was, of course, a lie she told herself with great commitment and excellent posture. The flowers were confirmed by a new florist, twice vetted, contractually obligated to remain in Lagos and not go into labour. The catering was locked. The string quartet had been replaced with a live band after Celeste had changed her mind four times and Zara had simply made the decision for her on a Tuesday afternoon without telling anyone. The seating chart was a masterwork of diplomat
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Chapter: Chapter 3: What We Don't SayVulnerability is just fear wearing a prettier name. I have tried the prettier name. It did not suit me. Cole, private notes, still never sentThe rule, when Zara had established it three years ago, was very simple: do not get personally involved in the weddings. She had a laminated version of this rule. Not literally. But spiritually, somewhere in the load-bearing walls of her personality, it existed in laminate, wipeable, permanent, absolutely not up for discussion. The rule did not account for being stranded overnight at a countryside estate with the groom. The florist had cancelled. Not the flowers, the florist herself, who had apparently decided that Tuesday was a fine day to go into early labour six weeks ahead of schedule. Her backup florist was in Abuja. Zara's backup-backup florist was not answering her phone, which Zara was choosing to interpret as a temporary situation and not a sign from the universe. The venue manager had offered them the use of the east wing guest ro
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Chapter: Chapter 2: Centerpieces and CracksThe thing about weddings is that everyone is performing a version of love they hope is real. The flowers. The dress. The vows said out loud so the universe can hold you to them. I have always preferred to stay behind the performance. It is safer there. The curtain does not fall on the curtain. Cole, private notes, never sentDamien Voss's office was the architectural equivalent of him: expensive, cold, and designed to make you feel like you'd arrived slightly underprepared. Zara had prepared anyway. She always did. She'd shown up seven minutes early because punctuality was free and the one power move available to people who didn't own buildings with her proposal binder, her best navy blazer, and a very firm internal rule: do not think about the photograph. She thought about the photograph the entire elevator ride up. Forty-second floor. The receptionist was beautiful in the specific way that expensive things were beautiful, flawless, serene, and slightly intimidating. She offer
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Chapter: Chapter 1: The BriefThere are two kinds of people in this world: those who cry at weddings, and those who check the canapés for structural integrity. I am proudly the second kind. Cole, event planner, chronic non-crierThe bridesmaid was crying into her bouquet again. This was, by Zara Cole's count, the fourth bridesmaid to dissolve into happy tears this afternoon and the ceremony hadn't even started yet. They were still in the dressing room, for heaven's sake. The bride was still in her robe. Someone had knocked over the mascara. Someone else had knocked over the person who knocked over the mascara. And Zara, thirty-one years old, co-owner of Lagos's most in-demand wedding planning firm, wearer of sensible heels and carrier of a clipboard that had never once trembled was standing in the middle of all of it like the eye of a very emotional, very floral storm. "Temi." She touched the bridesmaid's elbow gently. "Sweetheart. The waterproof makeup cost forty thousand naira. Please save the feelings for
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