For one strange second, Maddie thought he meant Tyler had car trouble. “Can’t do what?”

Her father’s eyes met hers. Then she understood. The room became very quiet. Outside, someone from the venue laughed in the hallway. The string quartet kept rehearsing the song Maddie had chosen for her entrance.

Her bouquet waited in a glass vase beside the mirror.

“He sent that to Connor?” she asked.

Frank nodded.

“Not to me.”