Nine days left until the ceremony.

Ethan was parked three rows away, waiting for me after leaving the group photos early.

I walked over and opened the passenger door.

Ethan had the engine running and the air conditioning on high.

He checked his watch as I got in and pulled the seatbelt across my chest.

“Did they already leave?” he asked.

I nodded, watching the faint red glow of Kendra’s taillights disappear completely.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” he asked.