Blythe's P.O.V.
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"Where are we going and why am I dressed like this?" I asked as Karma dragged me outside the clubhouse with the other three trailing behind us.
My heels were so high that I was literally being dragged. I was scared that I was going to fall on my face with how fast Karma was going. He was in a rush. We must be late. To wherever the hell it is we're going.
After breakfast this morning, I was shoved at the ol' ladies and told to let them pamper me and get me ready. I tried to question the ol' ladies about where this supposed date was, but none of them would budge. Even the overly hormonal pregnant ones wouldn't tell me a thing. Although, Nova wasn't there. She's on bedrest for the next two weeks leading up to her due dat
