EMMA’s POV :
- - - Three Months Later - - -
“This is so crazy! You’re getting married tomorrow!” Tiff squealed on her massage bed.
“I still can’t believe my best friend is getting married,” Carrie added, shaking her head from side to side as she received a back massage. “I still remember when we were in middle school and had sleepovers and we talked about boys all night long,”
“I know. It still feels unreal,” I admitted. I was lying on my stomach and Anita, my lovely masseuse, was giving me a much needed back rub.
“You two are the best couple ever, though. Relationship goals, for sure,” Sophie said. She was on the massage bed next to ours, also getting a back rub.
“My brother’s so lucky to have you,” Hailey chimed in.
Today was the day before the wedding, so my b
