pte

int Catherine was o

re today but she'd never seen it like this. E

xactly the kind of wedding t

ly had claimed two rows on the groom's side-her parents, all six of her brothers, various sisters

er whispered, reaching over to sq

k, even though she absolutely was. She

rning. That strange question: *Does he seem happy to y

e was sitting in the congregation

nipulation and Kate tried never to use their friendship that way. But she'd wanted so badly to be

ask her if I can be a bridesmaid. I know we're not clos

th those dark, unreadable

best friend! It's

nt you arou

ate had actually recoiled, coffe

what are you t

ridal party. I don't want you near her any more

out what the hell that meant. *I don't want you around Silver.* Like Kate was some kind of threa

ally, like a bruise she kept

David murmured fr

Julian, two cousins, and his best friend from business school, Cameron. Seris looked per

didn't look nervous. He d

stomach

ilver's father, distinguished and proud-looking. Her mother, already dabb

ver's s

arch, of course. She a

suit who kept leaning over to whisper in his ear. Not a date, apparently. An assistant. Though the

man-also introduced as an assistant, also sit

nt" had an arm draped across the back of Kassian's pew, and they kept exchanging looks

Skylia Winters, Sil

nd Silver looked exactly alike-same height, same features, same auburn hair-but where Silver was

t tugging at the neckline and shifting in her heels like they were instruments of torture. Her hair was pull

he understood not quite fitting

re assistants," James whispered, gesturing subt

ir mother hi

your boyfriend to your sister's wedding, ma

r Bridgerton, I