“I have confirmation.” My heart thumped so hard I could practically hear it. “That bridesmaid is definitely gay.” “No way,” Eman said. “How do you know?” “She came on to me last night,” I said, keeping my eyes pinned to the floor. “She invited me to her room.” The words practically burned as they left my mouth. “That’s disgusting,” Eman said. “What did you say?” “I told her she must’ve gotten the wrong idea.” I felt the heat spread across my face. “And that I like men.”
