#Chapter 141: Bachelorette

Kayla I was expecting to go to bed alone. The day had been a blur of last-minute wedding preparations—finalizing the seating chart, confirming the catering, and making sure the flowers would arrive on time. By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally. The wedding was tomorrow, far sooner than I wanted it to be, and it felt no more real than the first day we’d agreed to this whole stupid fucking arrangement. I had just slipped into my pajamas and was about to collapse into bed when the door to my room burst open. “Up, up, up!” Jade’s voice rang out. I blinked, startled, as Emma followed close behind, holding something silky and black in her hands. “What are you—” I started, but Jade cut me off, grabbing my arm and yanking me out of bed. “No time for questions,” she said, turning on the light and blinding me. “This is a kidnapping! You’re coming with us.” Emma shoved the silky fabric