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8. Wedding Day Jitters and Other Things
1am - The morning of my wedding day.
My mother and Mirabelle have been fussing over everything all week and it was driving me crazy. They had my walk-in closet cleaned out yesterday and they delivered my clothes to Sebastian’s villa in Kensington. My home from tomorrow.
Heck, from today.
I haven’t been able to sleep a wink because of nerves. Sebastian and I have been keeping our distance from one another since our kiss in his office, not that I mind! He threw me for a loop with that kiss, and I haven’t been able to think straight since it happened. At our rehearsal dinner, we were amiable, but as soon as it ended we went our separate ways. We barely made eye contact, and I think Sebastian was as awkward as I was.
Rolling around under my covers, I sigh in frustration and decide to give up.
The public had suspected something had happened, but the news outlets were too scared to report anything bad about the Dumonts. So now they were
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