CHAPTER NINE
DREW
Once pictures at the church are finally over, my face feels numb. They wanted the traditional church photos and then outside in the garden photos. Wedding party pictures, couple pictures, family pictures, best man pictures, groom’s party photos. I thought it’d never end.
Our parents take Ginny and James as the rest of us all climb onto the party bus. Champagne and beer are passed around as we’re driven to the reception hall. Travis and Viola are laughing and smiling, taking selfies, and kissing every five seconds. It still feels surreal, but I couldn’t be happier for them. I just wish I wasn’t hung up on someone who clearly isn’t the one for me.
“Come on, roomie,” Courtney grabs my attention and places a beer in my hand. “Weddings are for free alcohol and bad decision
