That’s an understatement, but I keep quiet. The last thing I want is for anyone to overhear me and spread rumors. I don’t want to be known as just like Asher, hooking up with my ex’s best friend.
“He was furious when he heard what Asher did to you, Harper,” Tracy says.
I frown. “What do you mean?”
“He threw Asher against a wall, demanding to know how he could cheat on you and then plan to marry using your plans and dreams. But I guess Asher said something to convince him because he agreed to be the best man, even though he claimed he was too busy to be in your wedding, Harp.”
Nodding, Alex chuckles. “Ford’s been in love with you for years. He couldn’t stand next to Asher when he married the woman of Ford’s dreams.”
“Wait, Ford wasn’t going to be in the wedding?” I lean forward, my heart racing. “Asher said he was the best man. He told me Ford was excited and wished us nothing but happiness.”
They both shake their heads. “Ford disappeared for two days after you got engaged. No one knows where he went, and he was even harder to deal with than usual,” Alex explains. “Things shifted when he found out Asher called off the wedding. He was furious at Asher for hurting you, but Ford’s been almost…”
“Jolly?” Alex suggests.
Tracy snaps her fingers, pointing at him. “Exactly. Happy.”
This doesn’t make any sense. Ford has always been rough around the edges, but we’ve gotten along well. If he wasn’t in our wedding, why would Asher say he was? And why would he be in Kenzie’s wedding?
“Don’t worry,” Tracy says, resting her hand on my knee, pulling my thoughts from Ford. “We’ve already started the sabotage process.”
“The what?” I ask, brows furrowing.
“We’re going to sabotage the wedding,” Alex declares.
As much as I’d love to let them, it wouldn’t be right. “Don’t.”
“But—”
“No, it’s not going to go the way you think. Kenzie’s very good at playing the victim. She’ll be part of your family after the wedding, so don’t do that to yourselves.”
They stare at each other in awe, and I realize neither has thought beyond the thrill of sabotage. Kenzie will become an Andrews, and they’ll be stuck with her forever.
The thought brings tears to my eyes, and I take another swig to try to forget.
“Harper? Harper Wallace?” Kenzie’s voice grates on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. I wish I had chosen the other side to sit on. She wouldn’t have seen me there. The second-to-last person I want to see is her.
“She manages the boutique across the street, but she’s not usually here this late,” Alex mutters. “I thought we were in the clear.”
Seeing her freezes me in place. Her normally dark hair is now dyed honey blonde, her makeup different, and she wears the same jacket as me—just in a different color.
“We would’ve suggest going somewhere else if we’d known,” Tracy whispers.
Although I remain silent, Kenzie strides over, waving her left hand, trying to catch the light from the street lamps to glimmer off her ring. If it’s right in my face, I’ll have to say something about it.
God, she’s so predictable.
“It’s so good to see you!” Kenzie beams, her smile wide. “I didn’t think we’d see you in Frosthaven Falls for a while. You know… being so embarrassed and all. Not that I blame you.”
Why did I talk Gina out of hitting her? Now that she stands in front of me, I can’t think of a single reason. Not one.
“I should get home. Gina needs help planning the wedding.”
Kenzie’s expression falls. “Gina’s getting married?”
“Yeah, the weekend before your wedding,” Alex replies. “Didn’t you hear?”
“It’s the talk of the town. More people care than when you got engaged,” Tracy adds.
