AMIRA
My mind is anywhere but in this meeting with the wedding planner, who keeps trying to convince me to choose a gown because my wedding date is almost here.
I know for a fact that there will be no wedding, so I do not see the need to choose a wedding gown, moreover, if I ever choose a wedding gown in this lifetime, it will be for someone that I really want to get married for and not my mortal enemy.
“If you do not pick a dress today, I am going to have to report it to Mr. Phoenix.” She warned, “I won’t be held at fault for your inability to pick a dress.”
My phone vibrated in my purse, and I couldn’t be any more appreciative of the caller for interrupting this stupid meeting.
Pulling the phone from my purse, I saw an unsaved number. On a normal day, I would have let it go to voice
