Oh god. He was coming towards her. Ella fantasised about running, but conceded that a sudden dash for the exit wouldn’t be massively appropriate at a wedding.
“Ella, I didn’t see you behind Mary’s dress,” Henry laughed, clapping her on the back so hard she started slightly, and fought to regain her balance. “I didn’t even know you were a bridesmaid.”
“It was a last minute arrangement,” Ella shrugged, wary of enraging her best friend’s new husband.
“You’re her oldest friend, why on earth was it last minute?”
A lie would have worked. She could have escaped, having told a minor untruth to save Mary’s skin (and hers) and no one would have known. But she didn’t know what to say, and he saw it. His eyes narrowed.
“Why wasn’t I told?”
The Misadventures of Ella Grey
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