ere supposed to s

cé, Liam, hooking up w

But it was them. No doubt. The audio was muffled, but their l

t. The reporters from People and Rolling Stone looked up from their notepads, th

, went pale. He grabbed my arm, his fi

t it looks like. It'

t row, her bridesmaid dress a soft lilac. Her face was

icrophone, my dress rustling against the stone fl

voice steady. "It seems there's been

o Liam and

your special day. You two are

wd. Liam started toward me, h

o this. Don't b

n I pointed to Savannah's neck. A matching mark was visible just above her dress. "You both

, on her, on the whole circus. I walked down the aisl