SEVEN DAYS TO SAY FOREVER
"Good to see you too, Leo."
"Seriously," Leo dropped his voice, leaning in. "Just watch your back tonight. Clara is unhinged. She’s been huddled in the corner with that investigative journalist from The Manhattan Ledger—the one she invited to cover the wedding. She’s trying to feed him something about your design studio’s debt."
I lifted my chin. "Let her try."
"Ladies and gentlemen," the master of ceremonies boomed through the speakers. "Please clear the floor for our core bridal party. To open the rehearsal celebration, we welcome our maid of honor, Ms. Hazel Sterling, and her fiancé, Mr. Axel Blackwell."