Chapter 3

A mechanical countdown echoed through the intercom. "Bride's entrance, one minute and thirty seconds to go."

Andrew stared at me, his gaze unyielding. "Emily, you need to think this through.

"If you walk out of this hotel today, that's it for us after seven years."

He thought that would be enough to stop me.

I nodded softly. "Okay."

At the end of the hallway, the elevator doors slid open.

I took my mom's arm and turned to walk toward it.

Andrew chased after me, clutching the wedding dress. "Emily, where are you going?"

"Home," I replied.

"The wedding's about to…