(Skylar’s POV)
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At the bachelor party, the music echoed loudly at the background as I sat alone at the barstool. A cold drink untouched in front of me. ‘What if she decides to leave me?’
Although I knew that Layla would honour her contract, I wanted more than he being true to her agreement. I wanted her to love me as how much my love for her grew by the second I was with her.
My friend Mark came to me and patted my back, “I can’t f*cking believe you are getting married before me, Sky”
“Hey, Mark” he sat next to me and ordered a drink for him
“Sky, if you have not noticed, the party is that way. With lots of women dancing for our attention” Mark winked at a woman coming his way and wet his lips. I raised my eyebrows and shook my head.
“You are still the same, eh? Wha
