Hertha, in her role as a bridesmaid, was utterly dumbfounded when she overheard someone claim that Spencer's favorite was her, not Emmeline.

This was Spencer and Emmeline's wedding, for crying out loud. How could someone stir up trouble by saying Spencer preferred her over his bride, Emmeline?

No sooner had those words dropped than Emmeline's father, who had just stepped off the stage, turned around sharply. His previously contented expression morphed into one of stern questioning as he marched back up to confront Spencer.

The wedding was on the verge of turning into a fiasco. Spencer's mother shot up from her seat among the guests, her eyes blazing as she fixed a furious stare on the woman who'd spoken out of turn. "What nonsense are you spouting? My son's heart belongs to Emmeline, plain and simple. He just declared his undying love for her. Who are you to question his feelings?"

right at Hertha when he answered the officiant's question. Clearly, he can't get her out of his mind. It's

the pot, had the look of someone who thrived on gossip and

the scent of flowers that once symbolized happiness now seemed to mock

see the heartbreak in Emmeline's eyes. She felt a pang of guilt and was about to step forward to clarify things when Spencer

quivering, looked torn. She adored Spencer and didn't want their relationship to be marred by suspicion. Yet, the accusation had hit too close to home, especially since she'd noticed Spencer's glance towards Hertha

doubt crept in, fueled by the

go home," he declared, ready to whisk his daughter away from what he perceived as

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