Jayden's POV
The evening Ebony handed me that wedding invitation, something dark twisted in my gut.
She had practically bounced with excitement. "I need to tear through my closet to find something perfect for this wedding. Maybe I should go shopping for a new dress instead." Her eyes sparkled as she clutched the card. "My mate will be there."
I sat frozen, staring at the invitation she had shoved into my palm, those bold letters burning into my vision.
Harry & Stephen.
The house fell silent around me, but that quiet offered no comfort. It clawed at my thoughts, digging into corners of my mind I preferred to keep locked away.
For days, that invitation sat on my nightstand like a taunt. Yet somehow, I found myself standing before my mirror, fastening the buttons of a black dress shirt and adjusting my silver cufflinks.
This wasn't about the happy couple.
I was going solely to watch over Ebony and keep an eye on Luis.
