Arabel's POV
As the girls get dressed, my phone begins to ring. I want to get Ashley ready before I put on my dress.
I am the bridesmaid. It's part of my duty to do that. She comes before anything else.
When I stepped out, her hair stylist was working on hers.
Noting how lousy this place is, I decide to go back into the inner room where Ashley is, to receive the call.
Given that it's an odd number, it might be important.
As soon as I enter, a familiar voice reaches my ears. “Hi, Bella.”
Fernando.
He has a unique voice. It is him.
“Hi. Fernando?” I ask to be sure I am not mistaking him for someone else. This gets Ashley's attention, and she throws me a wink.
She must have given him my number. Probably last night because none of us had seen the guys this morning.
We didn't go bac
