The Day I Canceled Her Wedding

Summary

The day before my best friend Sierra Rhodes’ wedding, I was kicked out of the bridal party group chat.

“We’re full up on bridesmaids, and with your recent breakup, you’re too much of a bad luck charm. Best you sit this one out, sweetie.”

I stared at the message, then at the six-figure contract I’d personally fronted for her bespoke, over-the-top dream wedding, and a laugh bubbled up—a cold, sharp thing.

I had spent the better part of a year pulling strings and calling in every favor I had for her. And this was my reward: being called a “bad luck charm.”