The Love Lie

Twenty-Two

“Are we crazy for attending this?” Sydney asked as they made their way down the sidewalk to the Boston restaurant where Grant and Brynn’s rehearsal dinner was being held.

Reese put her hand on Sydney’s back as they maneuvered around a few tourists. “Tomorrow’s going to be even weirder, so this is probably good to get us primed for dealing with it.”

“I can’t believe Brynn’s going through with it,” Sydney lamented as they reached the door, almost like she was personally disappointed that a twenty-six-year-old that she barely knew was making a poor decision.