The first thing that jarred Camila from her sleep was the insistent ping of her phone.
Groggily, she reached for it on her nightstand, squinting at the bright screen.
A voice message. From an unknown number.
Frowning, she tapped play.
"Hello, Cami, it's Madison. Please don't ignore. I know you're probably still upset, and honestly, you have every right to be. What Cole did was awful, and seeing him probably feels like the last thing you want to do. But um... how do I put this?
Okay, here it goes: we're having a bachelorette-bachelor party combined. Since we won't be having a wedding, I kinda forced him to have a small party with friends only, no family – you're an exception.
My brother isn't invited, so even if it's just a few minutes, say hi to Cole and wish him well. He's a je
