Runaway Bride Emergency
Language: en
My best friend called me right before she was supposed to sign her marriage license. “Gia, I’m doing it. I’m getting married today.” For a split second, I was ecstatic. The words of congratulation were already on the tip of my tongue when I glanced at the calendar on my desk. May 20th. A chill raced down my spine, turning my blood to ice. My phone felt heavy, vibrating with a silent scream. She wasn’t sharing good news. She was sending a flare.