I woke up to the lightly tingles of last night's kiss and the sound of the recording of a bridal theme. My brows furrowed as I turned on my side, then closed my eyes tighter, my chest heaving.
In a while, I will be married. To Fabian. It felt almost unreal. I swallowed and slowly sat up, just as the phone rang, causing me to jump.
I turned to it, then grabbed it, my mind half focused on the door of my room opening. Several women walked in wearing matching light pink silk, and they were closely followed by a group of women wearing matching work clothes.
My lips parted as Dad followed, on his lips a big smile.
"Hello?"
"I got a few bridesmaids for my bride."
I swallowed, the usual jolt his voice brought to my heart replaced by a dizzying calmness. "Good morning."
He gave a small chuck
