Jennifer's POV
“Everyone get prepared; we are going out in the next 10 minutes," my mother announced. My phone, which lay discreetly among the makeup brushes, vibrated. The screen glowed with the name “My Future.”
“Darling, shouldn’t you be busy tying your tie?”
His voice, however, was strained, a tight wire of anxiety. “Jen, listen. My security team is on its way to you. They’ll escort you and your family to the church.”
“Croft! Is everything all right?” I asked, a sliver of anxiety piercing my bridal bliss.
“Everything is perfect, my love,” his deep, calm voice came through. “I just wanted to remind you to wait. My security team will be arriving at your house in ten minutes. They’ll escort you and your family to the church.”
A silence fell over the room. Happy stopped twirling. Pec
