Natalie~
I woke up to the sound of chaos.
Laughter, shrieks, and someone—definitely Cassandra—yelling, "She's going to kill you if she wakes up and her eyebrows aren't perfect!"
I groaned, rolling over, only to be met with a blinding ray of sunlight and the overwhelming scent of roses, vanilla, and... was that cake?
Before I could even blink twice, hands were all over me.
"Up! Bride to be, rise and shine!" Cassandra's voice sang as she tugged the covers off me. "We have six hours till showtime and you, darling, are still drooling on your pillow."
"I do not drool," I mumbled, face planted against the mattress. "I glisten with dreams."
"You drooled and talked in your sleep," Easter giggled from somewhere near the window, her baby tucked snugly against her chest in a wrap. "Something about Zane's abs and chocolate syrup."
I groaned louder. "This day is already out of control."
