The Wedding Trap

The sound of a champagne flute shattering on the red carpet drowned out the wedding march.

Everyone thought I was just overcome with emotion. Only I knew that face had been etched into my very being for five years.

My best friend pushed me onto the stage to give a speech. I smiled through the blessings, only to be yanked into his arms. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "You've lost weight."

During the toasts, he slipped a note into my hand: "She forced me to break up with you. Meet me on the rooftop tonight."

I looked up, meeting Serena's meaningful smile.