ROGERIO

I hadn’t planned to leave Elena at the altar until I received that message; in fact, I was resigned to my fate.

As much as I hated how things had turned out, I convinced myself that I wasn’t going to track down Charlotte to confirm whatever suspicions I had.

There was no use pining over a life filled with uncertainty or sulking over the road not taken - until I got that warning.

The message warned me there would be a shootout at the wedding, and in all my years of being trailed by security personnel, I knew better than to treat such a message lightly.

I discussed the...