It began with a cock.
Of the rooster variety.
It ended with a groomsman toppling into the wedding cake.
Heidi hadnโt meant to be a bad bridesmaid. She loved her best friend and the man Kate was marrying.
Who she didnโt love?
The groomโs brother.
The cockyโno pun intendedโjerk had made Heidi aware of exactly what he thought of her. That being, she wasnโt worth anything more than a quick romp and a disappearing act before the sun rose.
Fine. Whatever. Sheโd done her own version of the Disappearing Act on more than one occasion. It didnโt matter that she had thought they had shared something . . . well, something more.
Clearly, sheโd been wrong, and now he was dead to her.
Of course, that was before she had to walk down the aisle with him.
Because thatโs when all hell broke loose.