"What are you talking about?" Axel couldn't help but ask. Although he wanted nothing more than to get back to his room to wash up and change, he couldn't possibly do so in peace, not until he got this clarified. "Whose wedding?"
"Yours, of course," Mrs. Chandler said matter-of-factly, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
But it wasn't. Not to Axel, not at all!
He blinked, staring at his mother blankly. Did they perhaps find out about River, and how he and Axel had spent the night together in the same hotel room (kind of. In a suite, sleeping separately, but still), while Axel was in his rut?
