CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN CHRIS
CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
Chris
I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Lexie is here. How is she here? I purposefully didn’t invite her. And then I work it out: Scarlet.
Victoria invited Scarlet.
Scarlet brought Lexie.
But why would Lexie come?
I should have seen this coming but, with hindsight, I realise I paid zero attention to the guest list.
‘Lexie,’ I say out loud and my dad steps forward.
‘You OK?’ he asks, putting his hand on my shoulder. ‘Everything all right?’ He looks at me as if he’s worried I’m about to have a breakdown.
‘I’m OK,’ I say. ‘I just … someone’s here and I didn’t expect them to be and it’s thrown me a bit.’ So I can still string a sentence together then. ‘I have to go and talk to—’
But I can’t do anything. The ‘Wedding March’ has started and the door that was being held ajar opens. The vicar is primed and ready at the front of the church, and Victoria enters. She looks incredible.
As Victoria gets about halfway down the aisle, I find my gaze is drawn back to Lexie, just for a second. Or it would have been – only she’s gone. Why did she come? And why is she leaving so quickly?
I only needed a few more minutes before Victoria walked down the aisle, but now … it’s too late.