{Lacie’s P.O.V.}
It’s here, the day is finally here. My wedding day. A day I thought would never come with all the bullshit that happened two weeks ago. Thank the goddess for Allie and her smooth-talking ways, and by smooth-talking, I mean her threatening the venue with a lawsuit and bailing on their business contract with Dorian’s company.
“Girl, will you stop fidgeting!” Cianna shouted at me while she was doing my makeup.
“I can’t, I have wedding day jitters,” I reply and keep shaking my leg. “Cianna, I’m getting married, I’m finally getting married,”
“I know, that’s why my ass is currently in your bridal suite trying to get your damn makeup done,” she answered.
“Be nice Cianna,” Allie said coming into the suite
