The drive home was silent, the only sound the hum of the tires on the road. I glanced at Robert, who seemed deep in thought, his brow furrowed.

Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer, I asked, “Alright, Robert. What’s going on? You really didn’t notice?”

He took a deep breath, and with a heavy sigh, he began to explain. “The real reason for that wedding wasn’t just to celebrate Jessica and David’s love. It was a cover-up for something much bigger.”

My heart skipped a beat, a chill running down my spine. “What do you mean?”