“How long do you plan to throw a tantrum? Our wedding is in a week, and you need to be the perfect bride, so stop with this. Also, I have some things to do today, so don’t wait for me tonight.”
I hummed in reply to which he eyed me suspiciously.
“Arabella was crying too much. She was feeling terrible for what happened yesterday even when I explained to her that you would not mind.”
“You speak too much. Whether I mind or not is not your business so just leave already, you are ruining my mood.” Unable to decipher that I would ever speak such harsh words to him, he could not speak a word and was frozen in his place.
“Arabella wants to be your bridesmaid, and I am leaving with her to help her out.” He spoke those words to bring out a reaction out of me only for me to look at him in disinterest
“Then why are you still here?” Stunned by my response he added to pacify me.
“While we are at it, why don’t I help you pick your bridal gown in the evening?”
“Ugh, whatever.” I could not hear him say another word or wait to look at his surprised form any longer. Thus, before he moved, I got up and left.