“A wedding chapel?” Rachel repeated, faking a gasp.
“Yes,” Natalie said, smiling like a cat. She so clearly pleased to have the full attention of my friends that she placed her phone down. “After the proposal, Chance and I returned to the hotel room and had our fun. We were there for… hours, just the two of us.”
My stomach twisted uncomfortably from our hiding spot. I was well over my feelings for Chance, but thinking about him and my sister together sexually made me want to vomit.
“Anyway,” Natalie blessedly continued, “After a while, I went searching for Hazel. She never came back to the room, you see. Since this was toward the end of our trip, I had already made a few friends at some bars and other places… They’re the ones who told me they spotted my sister.”
“Where?” Megan asked.
