The night before my wedding I heard my maid of honour through the hotel wall saying they'd pour wine on my dress and lose the rings. I recorded four minutes of it with my phone against the connecting door.

It was going to end up as a conversation with Jory. And then a conversation with Nadia. And then four months of a wedding with that in it.

I had a venue paid for and a dress on order and two mothers who had started speaking to each other.

So I got rid of the evidence I had collected on my own friend, in my own phone, eleven months before anybody did anything to me.

So there were four people who had a piece of this before that hotel wall, and three of them were me and the man I married.
PART 5 — THE ENGAGEMENT PARTY

The ninth of December, at my parents'. About twenty-five of us.

Dilly came and found me in the kitchen doorway with a drink in one hand and her phone in the other, and she was not relaxed.

She said: "Frey. Can I show you something."