I practically remove every dress in my closet until I found something that would be decent for my wedding day. I look at the few dresses that remain and the mess on the floor when I have a sudden feeling of familiarity that makes me feel sad. I wipe away the tear that falls, staring at the wall trying to figure out why I'm feeling this way when I hear the knock on my door that draws my attention.
"Olivia?" Her brown curls were coming from behind the door.
"Come in Lexi." She enters and scans the room then looks back at me.
"Is this your way of saying you want to go shopping?" She asks picking up some of the clothes I threw on the floor and put them on the bed.
"Max and I are getting married today and I don't have anything to wear."
"What about the wedding. Isn't it this weekend anywa
