CHAPTER 144: WOMAN ON A MISSION

If you’d told me two months ago that I’d be attending the dress fitting for Lara Ellington’s wedding—not as a guest, but as the maid of honor—I’d have laughed in your face.

Now? I just try not to puke in the Uber.

My palms are sweaty against the thin fabric of my blouse, and I keep smoothing the h...

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