As if tomorrow's wedding had always been meant for the two of them, and I had nothing to do with it.
I gave a bitter smile and liked the post.
Then left a comment:
Wishing you a lifetime of happiness!
My comment blended right in among the chorus of well-wishes. Nothing out of place.
But the next second, the comment was deleted.
Harrison's call came immediately after, his voice dripping with impatience.
"Tilda Johnson, what the hell was that? You left that comment on purpose to start something?"
I was speechless.
"I wasn't starting anything. I genuinely wish you both a lifetime of happiness."
But Harrison couldn't hear the sincerity in my words. He'd already decided I was trying to cause trouble.
"Cut it out. You think I can't tell whether you're being sincere?"
"Everyone knows tomorrow was supposed to be our wedding. You pop up out of nowhere with that passive-aggressive little comment just so people will laugh at Claudia?"
"Apologize to her! She hasn't stopped crying because of what you wrote!"
From the other end of the phone came the sound of a woman sobbing.