Zoe POV

Annie's face lights up. "Of course we were," she says. "Of course — you were my closest friend, Zoe. You know that."

I look at her.

The warmth in her voice is real. That's the part that makes it worse — she means it, she actually means it, and she is standing in the doorway of my wedding room on my wedding day with a gift bag and a sincere expression, and I can feel something behind my eyes that I refuse to let become tears.

"Then why did you lie?" My ...