Our Wedding Officiant Vanished at the Last Minute, So Another One Stepped In — If Only I’d Known It Was a Trap

She’ll be here in an hour.”

I exhaled slowly. Okay. It was fine.

I was still going to get married to the man I loved the most.

But then, as my dad was about to walk me down the aisle, he hesitated at the door.

“Sweetheart,” he said, leaning close so only I could hear, “Adam looks… off. He’s pacing, jittery.

Pale as a ghost.”

I frowned. “Wedding nerves?”Continue reading…