Kiara:
My morning is marked by a fresh bouquet, and paper bags scattered around my room. It should feel like a grand occasion, but something about the flowers and bags makes me think otherwise.
Making assumptions isn’t my forte, so I choose to ignore everything and carry on with my day.
“Have you tried your dress?” Zane’s voice comes from behind me just as I get out of bed. I turn around to see him already dressed in his suit, standing by my door.
I shake my head and face him squarely. “But I wonder, did the godfather ask that you get me some flowers as well?” I question, and he keeps a straight face.
“Try your dress on, then come down for breakfast,” he says before leaving, shutting the door behind him.
Ariana walks in shortly after. We try on the dress, and it fits perfectly, flowi
