Screenshots of the messages between Lori, Nick, and my mother appeared on the large screen at the front of the church.
The whispers started immediately.
“Oh my God,” someone said near the front.
“They’re stealing her wedding?”
“Her own family did this to her?”
Nick’s face went pale. Lori dropped his arm.
“Turn that off,” she hissed.
“If you don’t like people knowing the truth,” I said calmly, “maybe you shouldn’t do terrible things behind their backs.”
“Andrea, you’re making a big scene out of nothing!” Mom cried. “Your sister and Nick are in love. They didn’t know how to tell you, so they—”
“Decided to hijack my wedding?”
Mom looked around for support, but none came.
Nick stepped forward.
“So what? You found out. Congratulations. The wedding is still happening.”
Lori straightened beside him.
“You can’t stop it.”
I smiled.
“Oh, I have no intention of stopping it.”
They exchanged confused looks.
