• wait and watch •
"Are you seriously asking me to attend your wedding?"
"Yes," I say on the phone as the makeup artist does some last touches on my face. "I want you to be there. Please."
"And watch you get married to another man?" Erik asks angrily. "I can't go through that again!"
"I'm begging you."
"What kind of stupid games are you playing with me, Isabel? I thought we agreed that you would break up with James! You promised that you would break up with him and be mine! And now you're getting married and asking me to be there? Why are you so cruel?"
"You have to be there, Erik." I hang up.
"You look gorgeous." The makeup artist squeals as I look at myself in the mirror, swirling around in the gown.
The off-shoulder gown is gorgeous and expensive. James must have spent a fortune
