The Wedding Loop

Summary

I was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in.

“Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?”

I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning.

“Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.”

It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom.

“Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning.