You can't be busy all day," Maddie begged. "Please?"
I knew it was disastrous, knew it would be courting heart-ache and trouble. But Maddie was my friend, and the pleading look in her eyes did something to my insides. It was guilt, I realized. Guilt over how Seth and I had betrayed her. Her expression now was full of such faith and hope in me - me, the best friend she had in Seattle and the only one she believed could help her plan this wedding.
Which is why I found myself agreeing, just as I had last night. Only this time, I had no alcohol to blame. "Okay."
Guilt was probably the worst culprit of all when it came to stupid behavior.