Free Big Fat Liar 3 (Big Fat Liar #3) by Cookie Moretti

gently pushed her towards the double doors. "Go!"
    "But-"
    "Go Callie! Don't let him get away. There may not be another chance."
    Another chance. She walked forward and stumbled again. Damn heels! Huffing, she bent over and practically ripped the white high heels from her feet and tossed them behind her.
    "OW!" Sarah screamed. "What the hell is going on here! Callie? Callie!"
    Callie didn't bother to look behind her and fled. Barefoot and heart pounding, she ran out the church. The blazing sun only made her hesitate momentarily before she was running again, frantically searching for Chris through the church gardens.
    Where are you? She thought desperately. He couldn't have gotten far! Callie searched the whole garden until she finally spotted him standing on the small white bridge over the pond filled with coy fish. Sighing with relief, she paused to take in the sight of him.
    Chris stood several feet away with his back turned to her, hands shoved in his pants pocket. He stood erect, tension straining his shoulders as he stared down at the pond. His hair shifted with the warm wind but he didn't seem aware of anything anymore.
    Swallowing, Callie slowly walked towards him. She clinged to her courage, hoping that she wouldn't fail in what she was about to do...which was get back the man she loved.
    Without a word, she stepped on the bridge and paused.
    Chris spoke first. "You two tricked me again," he said. "Like a fool I came running and fell for it." For the longest time he didn't say anything then he glanced back at her. "Is that how it'll always be with us? Tricks? Lies?"
    Callie shook her head. "No! No Chris...no. I...I just..." Oh god! What a great time for her to get tongue tied! The courage she mustered to run after him was faltering. Though his face was a blank mask, hard as stone, his voice was filled with disgust at the deception he thought she was involved in.
    "Chris it wasn't me! I didn't plan this! Please...believe me." Don't look at me like that , Callie thought. With hateful eyes .
    He stared at her, studying her face. What he saw there made him shrug. "You know what, it doesn't matter. I don't care anymore." He sighed. "I should have stayed home. I don't know what I was thinking, rushing here..."
    Callie found her voice again. "You...you were thinking to stop the wedding. You thought that I was marrying Gregory and that I was making a mistake. Right, Chris? Right? You came because...because you love me?"
    It was bold of her to say those words but why else is he here? Was it wrong to be hopeful?
    Chris surprised her by saying, "You're right. I did come here to stop the wedding. I came because I have this sick obsession with you."
    "It's love," Callie insisted, "not obsession." Though she felt obsessed with Chris herself.
    Chris didn't reply. He turned his attention back to the pond and she instantly felt invisible. But she wouldn't give up. Not when he had come all this way.
    Taking a deep breath, she closed the distance between them until she was standing beside him. She looked down at the clear pond water, then up at the willow trees and beautiful flower filled garden surrounding them. The air held the sweet scent of those flowers. The sweet scent of hope and promise.
    "This place looks like a page from a fairytale," she commented.
    Again Chris didn't reply but he didn't walk away either. That gave her more hope. Resting her arms on the bridge rail, she stared at the playful coy fish below. "Once upon a time, a stupid fat girl met a handsome naked prince."
    She felt Chris stiffen beside her but she continued. "He was everything she thought a prince should be. Charming, handsome and so kind. She would have done anything to be with him...evening pretending to be a guy when the prince assumed that she was."
    Callie's throat felt sore and her heart heavy. "Even though it was wrong, she couldn't help it. It seemed to be the only way to keep that prince by her side. She was afraid that if he knew the truth...that he