Wedding Turned into Mourning
I hissed.
He frowned, his tone almost pleading. "I swear, this is the last time. I know you're hurting over Gail, so I'm postponing the wedding. We'll give her a proper funeral. If you want to say goodbye, stop fighting me."
"Where is she?" I demanded, my voice cracking.
He seized my hand, his smile smug when I didn't pull away. But as he led me out, he stopped dead.
In the hall, before Gail's memorial shrine, a crowd danced under flashing lights to a thumping beat. Her photo lay crushed under Lori's stiletto, warped beyond recognition.
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