I stared at the door, still in shock over what had just happened. A sharp pain of guilt began to grow inside my chest. I felt like a bad person. I had pushed Camelia way too much into this fake wedding thing without once stopping to care about how she was feeling.

Was I too bossy? Did I ask for too much from her?

The questions stayed in my mind. I sat back down in my office chair, my eyes falling onto the white envelope. My fingers shook a little as I took the paper out and opened it. My eyes went wide as I read the words inside.

A...