Lia~
"no, No, NO!" I growl as I drag my claws over the desk, sending the papers flying. Photos of wedding dresses and bouquets flutter to the ground in a mess of white lace and red roses.
I hate roses.
I bury my head in my hands and sigh, getting up to pick up the mess. I bend down and gather the pictures in my hands, the array of wedding dresses, venues, flowers, food, the works, all staring back at me, almost asking me what choices I'll make. I sigh dramatically and just drop everything to the ground. I seriously don't have time for this and it's giving me a headache.
I open the door to my office and peek out to see if anyone's in the halls, and by anyone I mean Lucas. A relieved sigh escapes my lips when I see that the coast is clear and I start walking to my room. The last few w
