By the time I reached the venue, guests were already arriving.
I hurried inside, looking for Caleb.
That’s when I saw Brielle’s mother.
Celeste was standing near the windows.
She was wearing a red blazer.
My red blazer.
I knew the gold buttons.
I knew the tiny mark beside the left pocket where I’d once caught it on Caleb’s old fence.
For several seconds, I simply stared.
Then Brielle appeared.