My legs moved before I could think. From the last row of the church, I stood and walked down the long aisle as nearly two hundred guests turned toward me. When I reached Emily, she took my hand. Her fingers were warm but trembling, while tears filled Paul\u2019s eyes beside her. Then Vanessa\u2019s heels clicked rapidly behind us. She ordered Emily to sit down, accusing her of creating a scene on her own wedding day. But Emily didn’t move.<\/p>\n
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Instead, she calmly told Vanessa she had waited three weeks for this moment. Emily reached into her bouquet, pushed aside the blue handkerchief tied among the flowers, and removed a folded piece of paper. Vanessa instantly went pale. \u201cWhere did you get that?\u201d she whispered. Emily raised the page where everyone could see it. The church became completely silent. Whatever was written there had terrified Vanessa, and judging by Emily\u2019s expression, she was finally ready for everyone to hear it. Click continue reading below<\/p>\n
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