"I can't believe it," Ivy chirped. She was brushing light pink blush onto Kiera's cheeks. "It's finally the day you're getting married. It's insane, you're about to be Mrs. Kiera Faber." She stated. Ivy sighed in relief as she set the thick make-up brush onto the marble countertop. I couldn't help but release a giggle as Ivy flashed me a small smirk with a wink. Being relieved was actually an understatement if we are being honest. Last night, locked within Kiera's small hotel room was brutal. She was whining over anything and everything
The movie she wanted wasn't playing? River of tears. She ate the last pretzel without realizing it? Well, I guess we have an indoor pool in the hotel room now. She saw a picture of her and Silas - f**k, Alex? It was a brand new f*****g ocean. Don't get me
