The Bride
Angie blinked at Rika, sticking out her tongue when Rika huffed in anger.
I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but smile at their antics.
These two had been by my side through thick and thin, and I was grateful to have them as part of my bridal party.
As we chatted and laughed, Angie's expression suddenly grew more serious.
"Hey, Kyra," she said softly, her tone gentle. “We just came from the church, but…there’s no sign of Cathy, Jordan or their family yet. We…I don’t think they’ll show up.”
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