The weather was grey and drizzly, which matched Frankie's mood. After that voicemail yesterday she barely slept a wink, she kept running it over and over in her head. Who was it? She kept replaying the moment she received it. A recording of the exact conversations in the room at that time, yet not one person had their phone out or even acted suspiciously. It may have been nothing, a simple butt dial, yet this still bothered her. Why was it anonymous? She had sat in the back of the limousine waiting for Brittany and Liam so they could spend the day together just as they were used to. Frankie opted for a simple, black shift dress. Easy one-pieces are essential when going clothes shopping. With the number of clothes Brittany had them try, it just made sense to wear an easily removable dress.
