Prologue A starry night. A lady in white. A shoe full of fright. This is the beginning of the end of this love story. Where girls are beautiful and boys are handsome and cats are rock stars. Where friendships endure and relationships mature. Skirts are flippy and emotions are trippy and everyone gets a happy ending . . . don’t they? Zoom in on happy couples. Zoom in on love everlasting. Zoom in on a chapel. This is the way the story ends. This is the way the story ends. This is the way the story ends. Not with a whimper, but with a bang. Chapter one “This is bad. This is so bad.” “It’s okay, we can . . . wow, it really got everywhere, didn’t it?” I said. “This is bad. This is so bad,” Sophia repeated. “Just get me some paper towels, I can try and wash this off . . . Christ, that’s disgusting.” “This is bad. This is so bad.” I stomped my feet in protest. “Will you stop saying that? We have to fix this before—shit.” Mimi had just arrived. “What the hell is on my wedding dress?”