We wanted to celebrate before the makeup artist got here.”

I stepped out of the bathroom.

I walked past Ethan and stopped three feet from my maid of honor.

“There are no glasses,” I said.

I rubbed my left collarbone, feeling the hard bone beneath my skin, but I didn’t back down.

“We left them in the other room, sweetie,” Vanessa said.

The main hallway door beeped loudly.

The heavy lock released.