“How can this happen to me?!” Mia exhaled into the air. “Why did Stacey have to disappoint me? Now everyone is going to think I have something with Tristan. I don't want to go out there looking like a bride. This is so annoying,” Mia groaned and fell to the bed. She glanced at the piece of fabric and pushed it aside. With her phone on the bed, she lazily reached for it and put a call across to Stacey's number.
“What the hell?!” She snapped, “Why is her phone off? Argh!!! Now I have to wear this annoying matching outfit. I will not take it easy on Stacey when I see her. I am f*****g getting a refund. The nerves!!!” She stole glances at the fabric and sighed into the air. “This sure does look good. How come I am just seeing it? But really?! Why did he have to bring the same color he is wea
