Bridesmaid the Night Before
Open bar at the rehearsal dinner. The groom's brother found me on the terrace and said what everyone was thinking but nobody was saying.
Maid of honor for my college roommate. Champagne city. The groom's brother Tate—funny at toasts, respectful in daylight.
Terrace at ten: "They're going to last," he said. "Do you believe that?" "I want to." "Not the same."
We kissed. His hotel room two floors up. Urgent with the clock of a wedding counting down.
At 3 a.m. I slipped back, conscience loud. The ceremony was beautiful. Tate looked away first during vows.
We never texted. I still have the dress in a garment bag. When I zip it I smell terrace night and understand some chapters exist only between rehearsal and I do.
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