GLENDA'S POV
I spent the rest of the afternoon in the company of Jane and Nana, discussing wedding plans.
It was nice being among them and contributing to all the talks about what would go better in the event.
I didn't get to do all of these when I got married. Mine was a flash wedding. One I didn't even consent to. I shook my head and pushed the thought to the recess of my mind. I didn't want to ruin my happy mood by remembering that sickening past.
“Glenda!” Jane hollered at me.
“Yes?” I had wide startled eyes peeled at her.
“You zoned out on me. I was asking if you mind going with me to my dress fitting.”
“Take her with you. She's not doing anything here anyway.” Nana chipped in.
“Why does she have to go with us?” Grace asked in an irate tone as she waltzed in.
“Why shouldn't
