*** Becca's POV
Today is the day.
It is precisely seven am, and my four bridesmaids, including Kara as my maid of honor, jumped into my bed, excited that the day has finally arrived. They were all bright and perky, shaking me awake, telling me that I couldn't sleep in on such an important day, and they weren't wrong, my stylist was going to arrive soon, and I had to take a quick shower before then.
"Kara, you can't allow me ten more minutes?" I whined, pulling the covers over my head, and she scoffed under her breath before pulling the blanket away.
"Becca, you can't." She spoke firmly, helping me into an upright position, glancing at Angel, Countess Lily, and Jennifer who were going to be the bridesmaids, and all of the wore that same determined look.
