Chapter Fifty Six

Nala.

I shifted and winced as the boning in the corset top of my gown took another dig at my side. It was hot. Dear heaven was it hot! And humid.

Stray wisps of my hair hung down out of my glamorous updo in lank strands. The air seemed thick, and breathing it in only seemed to increase the nausea that was my constant, reviled companion.

The servant that had helped me get dressed had insisted that this was a formal announcement and would require formal dress. So here i was, made up, sucked in, pushed up and buffed to a highly glossed sheen, waiting behind a heavy red curtain for my time to step out onto the balcony with Jordan so we could make a horribly clichéd announcement to people.

"The wedding is set and will take place in a few days." Jordan said leading me to the waiting limo.

His sister followed us shortly, giddy like a small girl.

"You look so good Nala." she said hugging me lightly.

"Thank you, you do too."

They proceeded to talk about the marriage a little bit, h