"Jesus, I still haven't heard from the damn caterer to confirm for tomorrow," Kiera groaned. Her fingers kneaded into her temples. It was safe to say the last few days had been hectic. From rearranging the seating chart to setting up the venue where her wedding was being held. I was running like a chicken with my head cut off. It's not like she doesn't have help, her bridesmaids were bending their ass backward for her. It was Kiera who wasn't doing anything. The last two weeks leading up to her wedding, she had been spaced out. I, along with several others, constantly repeated ourselves. It was frustrating, but I assumed it was the pressure of her wedding approaching.
"It's okay, they'll show," I spoke. My poor attempt to reassure her did no justice. Her bridesmaids turned the corner, a p
