"It's too fast. I rushed into this. We don't know everything about each other," said Kenny, the smile disappearing from his face. "About a month ago, she came home one night and fucking lost it. Said things had gotten out of hand and she hated inviting all her father's clients. She bawled her fucking eyes out. So I said fuck it, let's cancel everything and elope. She still wanted the big wedding, but she couldn't handle the stress, so yay Fiji. Destination wedding. Except not yay, because she fucking just got worse. In the last two days, nothing I say is right anymore."
Scott tilted his head towards the door, indicating for me to go and check in on Marlene. I got up silently and walked to the door. I wasn't part of Marlene's bridal party, owing to there not being any time to make me a dress. At least that was the official story. Honestly, when I knocked on the door of the bridal suite, I didn't know how welcome I'd be.
