Summer’s phone buzzed constantly on her bedside table. It had been buzzing for a while leaving her in a state of conscious sleep. But she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She let out an irritated grunt, grabbed the phone and muttered a sleepy, “Hello.”
“SUMMER CHRISTINA KENNEDY!”
She bounced off her bed and clutched her chest, like she’d just been punched. She took the phone away from her ear and took a glimpse at the name of the caller. “Brie? What on earth is wrong with you?! You almost gave me a heart attack.”
“Have you seen the news? You’re getting married to Adam Mayers?”
Summer’s heart did massive flip flops. It wasn’t supposed to be out yet. She wasn’t prepared yet. How did the media know about it already?
“Summer, say something! You’ve been in a relationship with him and you didn’t
