#Chapter 74 Raf's Wedding

"You have to catch my bouquet." "Raf, I'm already married." "It doesn't matter! It's the principle of the thing. I caught yours, now you have to catch mine!" "But--" "No buts!" Raf fixated on the strangest things. Normally, I would write this off as one of her playful moments or even her stubborn ones where she knew she wasn't quite right but dug her heels in anyway for sentiment's sake. But that wasn't the case now. Raf was about to explode ten minutes before her wedding rehearsal started, and she was channeling all her frantic energy into arguments that made no sense. "Raf. Listen to me. This is just practice, okay? You'll be fine." She didn't even try to deny her anxiety. She flopped into the chair and splayed over it, the hem of her white cocktail dress fraying against the strain. "This is going to be a disaster! Why is there only one rehearsal! What if something goes wrong now or we have to change something! Then the actual wedding will be a gamble and something coul