Wedding Day💦🫦“We have to meet him. There’s no other choice.”Ethan’s voice was tight over the phone at 6:12 a.m. I was already awake, sitting on the edge of my hotel bed in the dark, staring at the blackmailer’s last message. My sister’s bridal suite was two floors down. Hair and makeup started at nine.“Where?” I asked.“Same industrial park. Thirty minutes. Wear something you can move in. And Lila… whatever happens, you stay behind me.”I hung up, pulled on jeans and a dark sweater, and slipped out of the hotel before anyone in the bridal party was awake. The city was still quiet. Ethan’s black car was waiting at the side entrance. He looked exhausted, still in last night’s clothes, jaw set hard.Neither of us spoke much on the drive. His hand rested on my thigh the entire way, heavy and possessive, as if he needed the contact to stay calm.The warehouse looked the same in the gray early light. The blackmailer was already there, leaning against a rusted shipping container, phone
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