I Swapped the Bride at His Wedding

On her first day back in the country, my best friend was drinking herself into a mess over her first love.

"It's been three years, and I still can't forget him."

"But he's getting married next week. Tell me, should I steal him back?"

She was saying it to me, but her eyes slid past me to the man at my side.

Luke James swirled his glass lazily, though the hand resting on his knee was clenched tight.

I opened my mouth to speak, and a few lines of onscreen comments drifted past my eyes.