"I have personally selected you as my maid of honor, Elizabeth. This is a rare opportunity that comes along only once in a lifetime. It's a role anyone would want, even my wealthy friends would give up anything to be in your shoes."
I stared at her, utterly dumbfounded by her audacity. The nerve of this woman!
How could she possibly think that I would be okay attending her wedding? Especially when the groom happened to be my ex-husband whom I had been with for six years.
"Thank you but I'm not interested." I mustered a calm reply, thrusting the invitation back into her palms.
"Come on, Elizabeth," she murmured sweetly. "It's been so long since we've seen each other. I thought it would be a good opportunity for you to attend my wedding so we could bond."
Bond? Really? I scoffed at her
