came off the water, and fresh snow crunched beneath my boots.
Behind me, the estate glowed warmly.
Inside, my family believed they had just expelled the bitter older sister who might ruin Ashley’s perfect weekend.
They still believed Ashley controlled the wedding.
They believed the venue was hers.
The vendors were hers.
The financial guarantees were hers.
They had no idea what actually held the entire event together.
I got into my car, started the engine, and was about to pull away when my phone lit up.
Ashley.
“Leave your
