My Bestie's Groom Is My Fiancé

Synopsis

Today was my best friend Yvonne Lane's wedding. I stood at the dressing room door, holding the bridesmaid dress I'd picked out specially. "Yvonne, I'm here," I called, pushing the door open. Yvonne was sitting at the makeup counter, and her artist was doing her eyebrows. She smiled at me in the mirror. "Winona, perfect timing. I was just looking for you." I walked over and hung the dress on a nearby rack. "What's up? Need me to do anything?" Yvonne paused for a second, then said, "There's something I need to tell you." "What is it?" I asked, sitting down behind her. "It's about your fiancé." My heart skipped a beat. "Zachary? What about him?" Yvonne bit her lip. "Maybe I'm just being silly, but at the rehearsal yesterday, I felt like he was looking at me in a flirty way."