Lisa's POV
The moment the young woman stepped into the hall, every conversation came to an abrupt stop. The silence that followed was very strange.
I turned fully toward the entrance, trying to understand what had just happened.
She stood just inside the doorway with one hand resting lightly on the handle. She wasn't dressed like someone who had wandered in by accident. Everything about her looked intentional, from the elegant black dress she wore to the quiet confidence with which she carried herself.
For a brief moment, no one moved. The officiant looked as confused as the rest of us.
Charles didn't say a word, neither did Davis. I found myself wondering if she had mistaken this hall for another wedding.
The thought disappeared almost as quickly as it came.
There was something abo
