[EVIE]
It’s Valentine's Day.
And it’s Harper’s wedding day.
I’ve been here at the venue with her family, and the other bridesmaids—Isha, Julia and Anne since last night. Everything has been so chaotic that I’m sure no one else but me has drawn a full breath since waking up. I keep zoning out as I find something—a bouquet, the veil, a bottle of perfume—and think of how Harper is actually getting married.
She is doing this, despite what happened on the night of her bachelorette.
Which is a good sign… right? It means she’s moved past it, maybe even stopped talking to Derek. It hasn’t been too long, but that’s what I keep telling myself. And yet, Harper hasn’t smiled. Not in a real way. All those laughs at the hairstylist’s humour have been fake. Pretentious.
“You look really nervous
