"Does anyone have any other way to contact Archer?"
Vivienne asked desperately, pulling people aside one by one, but everyone just shook their heads.
I watched, amused.
Back then, Vivienne didn't want me mingling with her social circle, so I always kept my distance. Now she seems to have forgotten all about that.
At this point, it's clear to everyone that the groom has run away.
But Vivienne refuses to believe it. After all, just yesterday I told her on the phone that I had bought the ring and was looking forward to putting it on her finger myself.
"That's impossible. Archer must be waiting for me at the wedding venue!"
"I'm sure that's the case."
Vivienne couldn't care less about anything else now. She picked up her wedding dress skirt and ran outside.
[Hurry, hurry, follow her!]
[Drama alert! Major drama!]
[Boring. I want to see blood spilled.]
[Hey, can't you wish for something good to happen...]