I sat down on the chair next to Sophie. I kept my eyes on her through the mirror. She smiled happily and began brushing my hair. Like this was all normal. Like I wasn't being forced to be here. As she worked on my hair and makeup, my mind spiraled.
I cannot believe that this is really happening. Sophie. The girl I've known since we were 5. The person who was at every milestone in my life. The girl I used to call my best friend... She fu.cking kidnapped me. To bring me to her wedding to the man that was supposed to be mine. To the wedding that was supposed to be mine.
Part of me is relieved that I'm on this end of things though. As fu.cked up as that sounds. I'd just rather it all happened this way, even if I died here today, than me not knowing anything until after I married Theo. At lea
