Eliza was still as lost as she’d ever been. “The lineup?”
“Of the bridal party. I asked if we could switch groomsmen.”
“Switch groomsmen?” Eliza realized that she was just repeating what Bailey was saying, but she really did need the clarification. None of this was making any sense to her.
“Yes. So now you will be walking with Nate and I will be walking with Josh.”
Eliza felt herself recoil back in shock. “Why? I thought you and Nate wer—”
“Friends.” Bailey interrupted her. “We are.”
Still confused, Eliza asked, “Then why don’t you want to walk with him?”
Amber appeared in the hallway, a tape measure in one hand and a red tomato cushion filled with pins in the other. “Alright, who’s my next victim?”
“That would be Bailey!” Aunt Wendy shouted from inside one of the dressing rooms.
Bailey stood and disappeared with Amber.
As Eliza sat in the lounge, Bailey’s words played in her mind on repeat, “So now you will be walking with Nate and I will be walking with Josh.”
In less than forty-eight hours she was going to be walking down the aisle with Nate Holmes.
Oh boy.