Ella’s POV
It was finally time.
The trip was only four hours away, and excitement hummed beneath my skin like a secret I couldn’t stop smiling about. I had barely slept the night before. Every time I closed my eyes, I imagined beaches, laughter, endless sunshine, and the beginning of the perfect bachelorette week Arthur had planned for me. The thought alone filled me with warmth.
Arthur had dropped me off at Alex’s apartment with a kiss on my forehead and a teasing promise that this trip would be unforgettable. At the time, I thought he was just being romantic. Now, standing inside Alex’s living room and staring at the chaos around me, I wasn’t so sure.
Clothes were everywhere. Shoes lay scattered across the floor. Half-zipped suitcases leaned against the couch like they were about to
