You are staring at the tablet screen. The messages are from three weeks ago, sent to a contact saved only as a first name. Heart emojis, inside jokes, a message that says 'I miss talking to you like this.' Nothing that proves anything, but nothing that feels right either. Your sister calls from the next room: 'Can you bring me the playlist? And tell me I look beautiful!' The ceremony is at 4pm. It is noon.
The Wedding Speech