My Wedding Dress Was Locked Behind His First Love

Synopsis

Twenty-eight minutes before the wedding was set to begin, I was stopped outside the bridal suite. The hotel manager swiped the master keycard three times. The lock stayed red. "Ms. Warren, the system shows you don't have access." I thought I'd misheard. "I'm the bride today." The manager's forehead beaded with sweat. "But this room is registered to Ms. Olivia Scott. "She changed the permissions when she checked in early this morning. Without Mr. Reed's authorization, no one is allowed in." The hallway fell silent. My mother stood there holding my wedding gown, her smile slowly freezing. Inside that room were my veil, my jewelry, my shoes, and my bouquet. In twenty-eight minutes, the ballroom doors would open. And I couldn't even get into my dress. I called my fiancé, Andrew Reed. He arrived in under a minute. But his first glance wasn't at me. He pressed his ear to the door, listened for a moment, then let out a visible sigh of relief. "Olivia stayed up all night helping us with the venue setup. She lay down to rest. "You go do your makeup next door and let her sleep a little longer." I stared at the man blocking my way. "Everything I need is in there." "Do your makeup first. Once she wakes up, I'll go in and get your things." I glanced at the clock. "Open the door in thirty seconds. Or the wedding is off."