I stood in my wedding dress while the guests waited, certain my best friend had chosen the worst possible moment to fall apart. Rachel had never failed me before, though, so when she opened the bathroom door with my phone in her hand, I knew something was very wrong.
Ten minutes before I was supposed to marry Nolan, my maid of honor locked herself in the bathroom at the chapel and told me not to make her walk down the aisle.
At first, I thought Rachel was panicking.
