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"You really don’t have to stay," I tell hi my arms around myself My T-shirt and thin jacket are notes are still all checked, and my carryon was too full of bridal stuff to fit an extra sweater "I can figure it out"

Daniel doesn’t ives ot anyplace else to be"

"I know, but …" I trail off, trying to think of an excuse to have hieous standing there beside me Luckily, I’m interrupted by a commotion in the line ahead

I look up, and realize fro lucky about it

"What’s going on?" I ask, with a sinking heart, but people are heading away from the booth I push uy is putting out a sign

‘No rentals available’

No freaking way

"Hi!" I paste on htest smile and try and hide the note of despair in my voice "I need a car"

He doesn’t reply, just points at the sign

"Yes, I know it says there’s nothing, but surely you can help me?" I bat my eyelashes at him "Like, a beat-up old car with no AC and stick-shift Anything, I swear I’hs "Try us again in the "

"Tomorrow is too late!" I protest

"I’ but "Can’t help you"

"But …" My protest dies on my lips as I realize just how screwed I ao out until the et to Beachwood Bay Never et there by toanize the decorations, deal with the food, keep Juliet fro to Daniel in horror "I’ve ruined the wedding All that planning, everything It’s going to suck, and it’s all my fault!"