The wedding ended with very little excitement. Thankfully none of the guests were drunk, so everyone was able to drive back to their hotels and rentals without any issues. The bride and groom were sent off in a sea of bubbles, followed quickly by their guests, leaving just the staff.
I stuck around and helped clean up since I was still keyed up. I wanted to pull Ada or Jack aside and ask a bunch of questions, but I refrained, hoping they would be on board when we talked.
“I was not planning to stay this late,” Scarlett said when I grabbed the chairs she folded. “I told myself I was going to go home at a reasonable time so I wouldn’t be exhausted, but you have me so excited I don’t think I can sleep.”
I chuckled. “I feel the same way. I’ve never thrown a surprised wedding before.”
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