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    Guests had been arriving and the seats were filling up. Derrick and I stood up at the altar with a few minutes to spare.
    “Are you nervous?” he asked me.
    “Yeah, a little bit,” I said, thinking that sounded normal.
    “It’s only natural,” he rebutted.
    I nodded. I couldn’t stand talking to him, much less being in such close proximity to him, but there we were. Finally, the music began to play and Angelina emerged with her father to walk down the aisle. Once her mother stood, everyone else followed suit. It was difficult to tell if she was looking at me or Derrick. The veil disguised her eyes making eye contact virtually impossible.
    Upon reaching me, her father lifted her veil, kissed her on the cheek, and guided her hand to mine. The minister began the ceremony in the same fashion I had heard many times before. I was waiting for the words I wanted him to say that would cue Leslie. It was almost time.
    “Does anyone know of just cause why these two should not be joined together? Speak now or forever hold your peace.”
    I waited for a moment. Then I looked at our minister and said, “Before you continue, I’d like to take a moment to show a special video clip.”
    Angelina’s face lit up. She was probably thinking I was doing something special for her, not cluing in that I was objecting to marrying her.
    The minister nodded, not realizing what was about to happen. I glanced over at Leslie, who pushed a button on the remote she was holding. On the wall above the altar, the video I had taken of Derrick and Angelina together began playing in all its glory. If a picture is worth a thousand words, then this video was worth ten times that. It was abundantly clear what was happening in the video and who was doing it. The silent room began to erupt with gasps. Angelina, realizing what was happening, looked up at me with tears.
    “How could you do this?” she asked in disbelief.
    “How could I do this? How could you ? How could you sleep with my best friend?” I asked, dropping her hands.
    By this point, Leslie had managed to turn off the video and the room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Derrick stood there with his mouth gaping open.
    Looking at the minister I said, “I object to my own wedding because my bride is having an affair with my best man.” The minister cleared his throat while I began making my way down the aisle to leave. I looked over at my family, who were all sitting there in shock and said, “I’m sorry, but I had to do this. I hope you can understand.”
    Derrick came up behind me and grabbed onto my shoulder. I turned abruptly and delivered a right hook across his face, causing him to fall backward. Staring up at me from the ground, anger emanated from his face. His jaw was tight and his hands were balled up into fists. He got up and started toward me, but Stuart and Phillip restrained him. They clearly understood. How the fuck could Derrick be angry with me? Asshole.
    Angelina’s parents had come to her side to shield her, walking her briskly back down the aisle, away from me and all of our guests.
    “Mom, Dad…I’m going out of town for a few days. I’ll be in touch when I am ready.”
    My mom had tears in her eyes, her hand pressed against her chest.
    “We understand,” my dad said. “Don’t worry about anything. We’ll handle everything here. Just take care of yourself and call if you need anything.”
    I hugged my parents and my sisters who were too choked up to say very much. Then, I left. I glanced back for a brief moment, looking at the chaos I’d just created. Kristie made eye contact with me. She gave me a half smile and blew me a kiss—her way of telling me everything was going to be okay. I hoped she was right . I hoped she was right.

Chapter 8: Lindy
    Lafayette, LA
     
    Driving away from the hospital, I had to get a grip. I knew Ro needed to stay and take care of Todd, but I was so disappointed she wouldn’t be coming with me to Maui. I needed her