278 Jilted

(Jayden)

I stand at the altar, my hands clenched into tight fists, trying to keep my cool as time ticks by. She’s late. But Lisa said that Winona said she needed some time alone.

No big deal.

I shift on my feet, adjusting my tie for the hundredth time as I glance at the door and back at Lisa.

It’s been almost thirty minutes.

Still no sign of her.

I force myself to breathe slowly. She’ll be here. We’ve been through hell and back to get to this day, and I know Winona. She loves me. There’s no doubt in my mind about that.

So, I wait, forcing the nervous energy coursing through my veins to settle down.

But as each second passes, the tension in the room thickens. People are whispering now, shifting in their seats. Anne gives me a reassuring smile from the other side, and I nod, trying to stay calm.

But where the hell is she?

“Bro…this isn’t looking good,” Lance whispers.

“Shut up. She’ll be here. Unless you know something I don’t?”

He holds up his hands in protest and steps back. “No, I do