A woman arrives at her best friend's wedding only to discover the groom is her own fiancé. As the betrayal unravels, she must confront the two people she trusted most and decide whether to walk away or fight for the truth.
Over the long weekend, I came to attend the wedding of a friend in the industry and walked into the wrong ballroom. Please welcome the groom, Mr. Grayson Walker. My hand froze on the door handle. That was the exact same name as the man I was supposed to marry next The flower-covered doors swung open. Grayson appeared at the end of the aisle in the custom suit I had personally picked out for him.
Can't wait to see her. Grayson looked toward the front of the room, his eyes full of tenderness. I've been waiting a long time for this day. Amid thunderous applause, my best friend Leah Crawford
walked down the aisle toward him in a wedding gown. Just last night, she had sobbed in my arms and promised to be the most beautiful bridesmaid at my wedding. As they kissed, Leah suddenly met my eyes across the crowd. Panic flashed across her face, but then she slipped her arm through
graysons and pressed herself closer to him then from across the room he pressed a finger to his lips warning me to stay quiet and now we'll invite one guest at random to offer their to the happy couple a spotlight suddenly landed on me every eye in the room turned my way i onto the stage one slow step at a time the mc handed me the microphone how do you know the