At first, the guests assumed the couple on screen was Liam and me, and a few even began to clap. But as the camera zoomed in, they realized something was very, very wrong. Gasps and murmurs rippled through the ballroom.
"Am I seeing this right? That man is the groom, isn't it? So why is that the maid of honor next to him?"
"Oh my God, no way. The bride's best friend is sleeping with the groom? This is insane."
Standing off to the side in her own white gown, Sarah watched herself become the center of the storm and went pale as bone. She rooted to the floor, mouth opening and closing as she tried to explain to every guest whose eyes found her. Not a single word came out.
Liam, on the other hand, moved fast. He wrenched his hand out of mine, strode toward the front, and roared at the tech
