I leaned closer, smiling softly. “I’m just wondering if you’re sure you’ve made your choice.”
Something flickered across his face. Barely there. Panic. The kind liars can’t hide fast enough.
I didn’t accuse him.
Not yet.
For two more days, I played the role perfectly.
I let Lily sit beside me at the rehearsal dinner.
I let Josh kiss my cheek during golden-hour photos.
And the night before the wedding, I slipped a USB drive into the maid of honor’s clutch.
That clutch would rest beside her bouquet.
And when it was time for her “sister speech” at the reception, the projector wouldn’t show what anyone expected.
The plan almost unraveled when I walked into my suite later that night and caught Lily standing at my desk, my laptop open.
She spun around, eyes wide.
