On her wedding day, a bride is left at the altar by her fiancé and her own sister — then vanishes without a trace. Eight years later, her disappearance still haunts the family she left behind, and the truth of what happened is waiting to surface.
the stars of a bridal campaign announcing the future wife of the Hayes Don. I had everything into this wedding, as though doing so could prove that I was not always the one who got forgotten. I never imagined that, in the end, I would still be pushed out of the frame. My phone lit up, went dark, then lit up again. Maz kept filling the group chat. I did not
no one noticed. I dismissed my escort detail and drove alone to the apartment I had been renting. A note was stuck to the refrigerator. Seven days until the wedding, I peeled it crushed it into a ball, and dropped it into the trash. The next morning I checked my the wedding planning group chat showed 99 plus unread messages Daphne had tagged me only once,
in a voice message. I tapped it. Fiona, I changed the wedding song. The song you picked groomy. The wedding should feel lighter. Nolan replied immediately beneath all. Agreed. The original song doesn't suit the occasion. Half the family will be there. Choose something lighter. The original song did not suit the occasion. I had spent an entire month choosing. It was the
song my parents had played at their wedding. Hearing it always made my eyes burn. They had died far too young, and I had wanted them to be present in some small way. Nolan knew that so did daphne yet they still thought it was too gloomy daphne continued in the chat fiona never likes making decisions we can just choose these things for her nolan replied with one word agreed it i
stared at it without moving mass streamed past one after another no one noticed that fiona was in the