m. tomorrow to remove your personal belongings. Anything left behind will be donated.”
“You can’t do this,” Amber cried, finally finding her voice again. “Where are we supposed to go? All our friends think we’re getting married today. We can’t just—”
“You’ll figure it out,” I interrupted, echoing the dismissive phrase she’d used countless times when I expressed concerns about wedding costs.
“Perhaps the Prescotts will offer you a place to stay while you regroup.”
Victoria and Richard exchanged a glance that suggested this was not a foregone conclusion.
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