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Grabbing her purse from the bride’s dressing room, she continued toward the front door. She’d made the right choice, but what was she going to do now? Where would she go?

“Need a ride?” Lex asked.

He and Rizzo stood in the entryway.

She glanced over her shoulder. Part of her wished Brody was coming after her, but he wasn’t.

And wouldn’t.

But at least she could get out of here without too much trouble. She forced herself to breathe. “I’d love one.”

Lex jiggled his keys. “Let’s go.”

She followed the two men outside. “You have perfect timing.”

Lex grinned. “That’s why they pay us the big bucks.”

“Yeah, right.” Rizzo opened the passenger door and climbed in after her. “Though we were on our way over. A local friend who is a PI called to say something big was happening at the Bay View House. He wanted to give a heads-up since he knew we’d been there with a client.”

A PI? That sounded like something out of a book or movie. “I don’t understand why it matters.”

“A wedding between two A-list movie stars is happening that will bring out the crowds and paparazzi.”

Two movie stars. The PI hadn’t meant her and Brody, but…

Caitlin and Brody.

Goose bumps covered Cara’s skin. She rubbed her arms even though she wasn’t cold.

That had to be it.

Caitlin had known about the wedding they’d planned and the breakup that would happen before the ceremony occurred, but she hadn’t known Brody had moved up the date. Yet, Caitlin was here. How would she know about the change of plans?

Unless she’d hired someone to keep track of Cara and Brody. That was the only thing that made sense since they hadn’t told her everything they were doing. Yet, somehow, she’d known.

No way had marrying Brody been part of Caitlin’s initial plan, but somewhere along the way, she’d decided that was what she wanted. Cara had blindly played along when she…

She should have known better.

With her sister and with Brody.

He wasn’t just out of Cara’s league—he belonged in another galaxy. Yet, she’d fallen head over heels in love with him.

Again.

A vise gripped her heart. She’d even planned his and Caitlin’s wedding. She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The diamond on her left hand sparkled in the sunshine. She twisted the band. Brody had told her to sell the ring when they were finished and keep the money.

Well, she was finished.

Cara stared at the gorgeous ring. Brody hadn’t selected the style out of love and a desire to please her. More likely desperation fueled by panic. The ring was nothing more than a placard to tell the world she was engaged to him. A way to make their relationship appear “legit.” Holding onto the piece of jewelry for sentimental reasons made no sense.

Not now.

She held up her left hand. “I need to get rid of my engagement ring. Do either of you know a good pawn shop?”

Rizzo’s brows drew together. “Sure you want to do that?”