Olivia's POV:
"I know you miss me, but you will kill me before my wedding in three days," I said, and she quickly let me go.
"There is a wedding in three days? Why aren't the bloggers talking about it? And did you get another designer to prepare your wedding dress? Oh no, Alex and you betrayed me," she was overreacting; the wedding was known only to Alex and me.
"Calm down; I am here for a wedding dress," I said, and she was confused.
"The wedding is in three days, and you still don't have a wedding dress?" She asked in disbelief, and I nodded.
Then she smiled and led me to the couch before clapping her hands. "Get us some coffee," she ordered her girls, who nodded before leaving.
"Please tell me you didn't tell Alex you wanted a simple wedding; please tell me." There was a huge smile plastered on her face, making it impossible for me to read her expression.
