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“I feel like it’ll be worse if we hide it.”
“Yeah. You’re probably right.” He sighs, and he pulls out his phone. He holds up a hand to get them to pipe down before he shows them the photo. “We need to tell you something before you see these photos.”
Grayson narrows his eyes at his brother. “Are you both naked? Because that would be the icing on this shit cake for you, broski.”
He glances at his brother. “You know, I sort of wish we’d have gotten married naked because it would save us from this…awkward conversation.”
“Awkward?” Ava asks.
Spencer pulls open the photo.
I snag my bottom lip between my teeth. “Can I just, um…remind you that we were wasted and high on Benadryl and neither of us can remember exactly how this happened?”
Ava’s arched brows knit together, and then Spencer slides the phone over to the two of them.
Ava recognizes it first with a shocked gasp.
“Aw, look at you two lovebirds,” Grayson says. Of course he doesn’t recognize his future wife’s wedding dress. He’s never seen it.
Ava’s eyes are wide when they move up to mine. “Is that—” she begins.
She freezes when I nod.
“I’m so, so sorry,” I whisper.
“What?” Grayson asks. “What’s going on?”
“And is he—” Ava begins again, and I close my eyes and nod when she looks over at me.
“I don’t know what to say,” I begin.
“What is it?” Grayson asks, looking incredibly confused.
“They wore our stuff,” Ava says flatly.
“They wore our…” Grayson trails off as he looks at the photo again. “Ohhhhh,” he says, exaggerating the sound of the word. “Oh, fuck.” He looks up at his brother. “Are you serious, dude?”
“I’m sorry,” Spencer says quietly. “We didn’t mean—”
“We gave you that shit to keep safe! We trusted you!” Grayson roars at his brother, and it’s really not so funny right now.
“It is safe,” Spencer protests a little weakly. “It’s up in the closet, and nobody will ever know.”
“I can’t wear that dress!” Ava wails. “Grayson’s seen it now!”
“I will pay to replace it with any dress you want,” Spencer says calmly. “We’ll fix this. We will make this right.”
“How? That was the dress!” Ava says, wiping a tear away from her cheek. “The wedding is in three days!”
Oh, God. I feel horrible.
The server chooses that moment to deliver our food, and this certainly isn’t the impression I wanted to make with my in-laws.
“I can’t eat,” Ava says, pushing her plate away. “I can’t sit here. Grayson, let’s go.”
Grayson gives his brother a look of disgust, and then the two of them slide out of the booth without looking at me.
Spencer leans his elbow on the table and rubs his forehead then leans on his palm. “Fuck,” he mutters.
