15 minutes later, as I sat alone near the back again, still hoping to avoid being visible to Missy, the groom came over and asked what was wrong. I told him nothing, just chilling. Truth is, I was rattled by having been spotted by my sister; and maybe a little shaken about how unconcerned she was that I was there...But I didn't want her to think that I was watching her. He must have thought I was just uncomfortable being there with a bunch of guys I didn't know because he invited me over to the middle stage where a bunch of the guys had front row seats. 'You can't see a thing from over here!' he protested; but I was stubborn and stayed put. 'Suit yourself...' he said as he walked away. I would have been better off at the front of the stage....A few moments later, Missy was walking straight
