Vanessa laughed. “I’ve been working on him for months.”
A chill ran through my entire body.
There are moments when your brain refuses to process what your ears just heard. I sat frozen on the edge of the bed, convinced I must have misunderstood, until another bridesmaid asked, “You really think he’d go for you?”
Vanessa answered without hesitation. “He already almost did. Men like Ethan don’t marry girls like Olivia unless they want someone safe. I’m just trying to correct his mistake.”
I clamped a hand over my mouth.
Olivia. Me.
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