Nina
It was two days before my wedding. The house was quiet, a lull of calmness in the storm of preparation. I was at home that evening, half lost in the endless list of last-minute arrangements and half lost in daydreams. Enzo was out, running some errands.
I didn't expect anything out of the ordinary. But as it turned out, I was in for a huge surprise.
A knock echoed through the house, the sudden sound pulling me from my musings. I opened the door to find Jessica and Lori grinning mischievously.
“Hey, guys,” I said, opening the door a little wider. “I wasn’t expecting you—”
“Grab her!” Jessica shouted.
Before I could react, Lori grabbed me by both arms. A bridal sash was thrown over me, a tiara was plunked on my head, and I was unceremoniously dragged out of my house.
I glanced
