The Wedding of Rachel Blaine by Amy Cross

Author:Amy Cross [Cross, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

“Where have you been?” Becky asks, hurrying along the corridor to catch up to me as I head away from the reception area. “I was looking for you everywhere!”

“I just needed some peace and quiet,” I tell her, figuring that there's no point telling her I was out at the pagoda with Robert for pretty much the whole of the evening. “I'm sure you can imagine what it's been like.”

“I have a million questions to ask you,” she continues breathlessly. “First, the table decorations are -”

“Just use your best judgment.”

“Oh, I don't have any judgment,” she stammers. “You know me, I have no common sense at all.”

“Of course you do.”

“Do you want the blue or the -”

“Whatever you pick will be fine.”

“But some of them have lace edges!” she gasps, stepping in front of me and blocking my way, staring at me with an expression of pure, aghast horror. “I don't know which ones people will like!”

“Just pick one and go with it,” I reply, and I can already feel her nervous energy transferring to me. “Remember to breathe, Becky, and everything will instantly feel so much better. I promise you, the table decorations aren't nearly as important as you think they are. Come on, I'm the bride here and even I'm not that fussed. Just let it go.”

She stares at me for a moment, and then suddenly she takes an enormous, almost comically large breath. It's almost as if she's trying to suck in all that air in the corridor, and then finally she breathes it all out again.

“Better?” I ask.

“I don't know yet,” she replies, still sounding incredibly tense.

I wait.

“Maybe,” she adds, furrowing her brow. “A bit. Maybe you're right. Maybe I just need to remember the bigger picture.”

“Sure,” I reply, even though I don't remember saying anything about the bigger picture. “Do whatever works for you, but don't turn yourself into a giant ball of stress.” I put a hand on her shoulder. “I need you to be more or less sane in the morning, remember? I'm counting on you.”

She takes another, even bigger breath, and nods in the process.

“Thanks,” I say, “and now, if you don't mind, I'm going to pop away for a few minutes to my room. I think I might even have an early night. I need to get my head straight and make sure everything's ready for the morning. Good night, Becky. I'll see you at half three.”

With that, I turn and start walking away.

“He doesn't really love you,” she says suddenly. “He loves me.”

I stop in my tracks.

I must have misheard. There's no way Becky just said what I think she said.

“This is all for me,” she continues. “I always knew he'd come back. I've been waiting and waiting, and now the time has almost come. We're going to be together again, and this time it'll be forever. She's going to let us.”

I turn to her, and I'm immediately struck by the tense expression on her face as she stares at me.

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