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The crowd started murmuring, their looks slicing right through me.
I just smiled, pulled out my phone, and opened the receipts.
"Serena. Mom. Dad. Last night, you all said the wedding got moved to tonight. So why's it happening now?"
The wedding videographer zoomed in, and boom—my texts hit the big screen behind me.
[Mom: Vanessa, the wedding was moved to 8 p.m. Don't rush over.]
[Serena: Vanessa, the Morellos said it's delayed. Just wait at home for updates.]