22. The Wedding Caper: Chaotic Cover-Up

I anxiously waited for the sleeping pills to take effect, but to my surprise, Carla remained conscious. The minutes felt like hours as I watched the clock tick away, my confusion growing with every passing second. Something had gone terribly wrong, and I couldn't understand why the pills hadn't worked as expected. Meanwhile, Carla remained fully awake and alert, and my heart raced as I tried to figure out how to proceed. Inwardly, I berated myself for not having a backup plan. The situation was rapidly spiraling out of control, and I couldn't afford to let it all fall apart. I needed to think on my feet and come up with a new strategy – this wasn't going to cut it. Before I could dwell in my misery, I see Jacob sitting in a chair in the corner. I approach him and say “ Jacob.” I repeat again but he doesn’t respond. I waved my hand in front of his face and muttering to myself, "Why is he sleeping, especially on his wedding day? And that to in a chair? In his own wedding!" I couldn't