The wedding was moving forward far too fast. I didn't like it, but it had to happen.
I was assigned to do one last round of security checks in the wedding venue before the wedding party, and the guests were coming in when I saw Sophia. She was standing up by the altar where the ceremony would be held, and she had something in her hands, something small and delicate.
“Put it down!" I commanded.
Immediately, she set the ring that she had been holding back on the pedestal where it had been sitting. She seemed to have something else in her hands, too, but she hid it from me, and I didn't have a lot of patience for her bullshit right then.
“What are you doing here?"
She scoffed, “What's the big deal? He has already chosen her and I've accepted that fact. Are you saying that I can't even ta
