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I swallowed, looking between them.

Sunny slowly stood to her feet, and I stepped forward—ready to block her if she tried to fight.

“We have a secret code and he used it,” she said, her voice cracking. “It’s something no one else would know, and uh...”

Tears fell past her cheeks, and she looked at me.

“What am I supposed to do?” she asked.

I don’t know…

For the first time in my career, I came up blank.

This had never happened to any wedding of mine before, and I’d never written a plan for this scenario.

“Can you just tell everyone we decided to be friends and there’s no bad blood?” she asked. “Then, um…They can still have the gift bags and have lunch at the reception.”

“Sure, but…” I inched closer. “Are you certain this isn’t all in your head?”

“He left his words in my bouquet.” She held it out to me. “Can you please handle all the things I just said?”

“Of course.”

“Thank you.” She crashed into Heather’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

Slipping out of the room, I pulled out my phone and fired off a series of texts.

The wedding is OFF. Don’t tell any guests yet.

Hold off on the reception work and meet me in the VIP suite in twenty minutes.

Tell the photog to stretch the bridesmaids/groomsmen photos for another half hour.

Too anxious to wait on the elevator, I took the emergency stairwell down thirty floors until I reached the lobby.

The floral “Welcome to the Kesler Wedding” signs—the ones that cost one thousand dollars each—stared at me from the hall.

I wanted to place Sunny’s never-to-be-used bouquet next to one of them, but I had a feeling she might want to try and get a refund.

I slipped my fingers through the blooms, looking for the so-called message, but there was nothing.

Maybe she held onto the note…

Stepping outside, I took several deep breaths and put my head down on the edge of a bellman cart.

Heaving, I shut my eyes and suddenly felt someone pressing a warm cup into my hand.

“Are you okay?” a deep voice asked.

“No.” I shook my head, keeping my eyes shut. “No, I am not okay.”

“Some hot tea might help…”

“I doubt it.”

“The bride and groom had it specially flown in from Japan,” the voice said. “It’s supposed to have some type of healing power…”

My eyes fluttered open, revealing the sexy guy from earlier.