Chapter 117

Ciara A loud banging sound against the front door jolts me wide again from bed the next day. Groaning, I climbed down from the bed moving towards the door. Turning the door knob, I find Roxi by the doorstep. "So, you're not dead" she says. "Goodmorning to you too" "Goodmorning?" Roxi repeats, taken aback. "Is that all you have to say?. You couldn't possibly have forgotten you are getting married today, did you?" My eyes widen with realization. "Oh, shit!" "Yeah, that's the expression I was looking for" Roxi admits. "Congratulations on being the first bride to actually forget her own wedding and while we're still on the subject--what are you wearing?" Roxi was probably referring to the red nightgown I was wearing. "It was Jen's idea" "Jen?. The same Jen whom we both know hate men gave you an idea and you followed it?" Well, when she put it that way..."I was at dead end, okay?" "We'll talk about this later. Let's get you ready for your wedding" Roxi says, pulling me inside. "You're lucky