Wednesday, end of the workday.
Mia clocked out and walked through the office building lobby into the plaza. Renee stepped out of the coffee shop next door and blocked her path, holding two iced lattes, her eyes red.
"Mia." Her voice was small. She held out the cup in her right hand. "About the wedding that day... I really didn't mean for it to happen." She bit her lower lip. "I didn't know Cole was going to give me the flowers. Please don't be angry with him. This all blew up because of me and I feel terrible about it."
Mia looked her over. Not a wrinkle in the white dress. Hair clearly curled before she'd come.
"That bouquet he gave you," Mia said. "Did you throw it out?"
Renee blinked. "I... I took it home and put it in a vase."
Mia nodded. "You took it home. You kept it. And now y
