“LADIES — PLEASE WEAR WHITE. WEDDING DRESSES WELCOME!”

“…Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, blinking.

“Either a typo or a psychological experiment,” Linda muttered. “Everyone knows you don’t wear white to a wedding. That’s sacred ground.”

It didn’t add up. David wasn’t the prank type, and Emily? She didn’t strike me as the chaos-loving kind. Something was off.