Chapter 29

POV: *Adelaide*

“Ugh, my head.”

I groaned, dropping my head on my folded arms on top of the kitchen table. With my eyes closed, I could almost believe I was back in bed, sleeping away the banging drums pounding in my head.

“I told you to take it easy,” Damon smirked as he laid a cup of piping hot coffee in front of me.

“Thank god,” I breathed, gripping the coffee like it was a lifeline. Despite the scorching heat, I desperately needed the caffeine.

Before I could even take a sip, however, the front door slammed open-shaking the walls and rattling the pictures.

“Good morning!”

The high-pitched cry was like a chorus of screaming sirens to my hungover brain as Lacey burst into the kitchen with a massive grin.

“No,” I groaned, gripping my temples to try to keep my brain from exploding.

“Oops,” Lacey giggled.

“What are you even doing here?” I complained, softly, glaring at her. The ringing in my ears had yet to go away, and I was hurting badly.

“I called her,” Damon said, calmly. “She’s helping to plan the wedding, remember?”

“And I’ve got something special planned for today!” Lacey squealed, before turning to Damon with an expecting look.

He raised an eyebrow and she huffed, holding out her hand in a you-know-the-drill motion.

He smirked, pulling a gold credit card from his pocket and slapping it onto her palm.

“Oooh, shiny,” Lacey grinned, turning the card back and forth in her hand.

“What is that for?” I asked, bewildered at the flashy credit card. What had

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these two been up to?

“Alright, let’s go!” Lacey ignored my question as she pulled out my kitchen chair and grabbed my hand to pull me to my feet.

“Go where?” I asked, confused. I tried to dig my heels in to stop her, but Lacey was stronger than she looked. Or maybe I was just weak from the hangover.

Lacey replied, excitedly, dragging

alarmed. “For

out of the door. I didn’t even have time to grab

glanced over my shoulder, Damon stood there uselessly, a smirk on his face as he

fun, dear,” he called, mockingly and blew

my over-the-top volume. It was too early to deal with

eyes, goodnaturedly. “Every bride

bride needs coffee

me intently, tapping her chin with her finger. “I

podium in the bridal shop, I was surrounded on three sides by identical mirrors-all sides

at myself in the mirror-a

her head with a frown, “kinda like a

Lacey exclaimed. “Thank you. She does,

a bride wants

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cut?” Lacey ignored me, turning to the

that Damon would’ve

entire bridal shop was empty except for me, Lacey, and the three consultants.

one

another said with a grin. “I’ll get Vitani 27B.”

as she took off like

this going to end?” I

the perfect dress, of course!” Lacey said, firmly. “You don’t want to lose to your sister,

a wedding!” I threw my hands up. “Why

few pins out of the

how you thought things would go, I know you want this wedding, too.

she had grasped onto Corinna’s personality. Corinna hated me.

as I had even the tiniest spark of happiness, she would try to steal it from me. She had always been that way, and

weddings were on the same day now, at the same time, and I knew where our family’s priorities lay. They were

her take this from you, too,” Lacey said quietly with a serious look on her face. I appreciated how much effort she was

were back with nearly a dozen more

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to try on.

wanted to cry

complained as the consultant dragged me behind the changing curtains to

fine,” Lacey laughed. “Beauty is pain. You didn’t tell me about. the dinner

yeah,” I said, my annoyance rising. “Ashton and Corinna moved their wedding

when?” I heard her ask.

“Saturday.”

you kidding me?” Lacey snapped, “They

underestimate Corinna’s level of

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