Loose End (NASHVILLE ACES #0.5) by Melissa Ivers EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Melissa Ivers
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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June
I don’t know how I should feel on my wedding day, but I should be
feeling something. Right?
I’m literally standing here in the puffiest wedding dress ever made and
while it may not have been my first choice, I can’t deny the fact that I look
like I just walked right off the page of a fairytale. I’d do anything to make
my sister happy, and she fell in love with this dress the second I tried it on,
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which is why I’m wearing this to begin with.
And yes, before you ask, there’s even a sparkly crown sitting on top of
my perfectly styled hair. Can’t be a princess without it.
The clock is ticking, and there’s only a handful of minutes between me
and the rest of my life. Just a short walk down the aisle and I’ll be married.
I’ll have the happy ever after that so many people are desperate to find. This
should be the happiest day of my life. So, why do I feel so blah?
“Umm, June. We have a bit of a problem.” Poppy, my sister and best
friend, sticks her head into the bridal suite, her voice soft yet tentative. I’m
sure the smile she gives me is meant to be reassuring, but it’s not. “Have I
told you how much I love you in that dress?”
“Poppy?” I turn away from the full-length mirror, the ridiculous layers
upon layers of white tulle swishing around my legs. “What kind of
problem?”
She doesn’t answer right away, just hovers in the doorway, wringing her
hands and gnawing on her bottom lip. It must be bad. She takes a small step
toward me, gesturing to the skirt still moving back and forth. I swear this
thing has a mind of its own, but right now, it’s the least of my worries. “The
dress really does look amazing.”
“Poppy.”
“Well…” She twists her hands in front of her frilly candy pink dress—
another Poppy pick. She’s digging at her French manicure which is never a
good sign, and she’s already chewed the lipstick off her lower lip.
She’s stalling and we both know it, but while she’s admiring the beaded
corset, my brain is running a mile a minute.
Did Uncle Frank decide to have an early sample of the wedding cake
like he did at our cousin Muriel’s wedding? Were the live flowers homing a
colony of bees that are now attacking the guests? Is my mom drunk
already?
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