My dad laughed and told me to walk myself down the aisle because I was marrying a nobody. Mom sat beside him in the back row while I walked alone, gripping my bouquet.

Dad’s lips parted, yet no words followed.

Marcus reached inside his suit jacket and produced a sealed envelope.

“And there is one more thing. Mr. Whitmore, before this ceremony continues, you should know your daughter’s fiancé also uncovered evidence tied to your company’s charity fund. The state attorney general’s office is outside.”

My bouquet slipped lower in my trembling hands.

Ethan spoke so quietly only I could hear him.

“Maya, I was going to tell you tonight.”

The chapel doors opened again.

Two officers stepped inside.