Chương 184: Style

Ashleigh had been working on getting the duck figurine out of Bell’s hair for well over an hour. Both of them were getting frustrated.

“Ugh!” Ashleigh growled as she seemed to create yet another knot keeping the stupid bird in Bell’s hair. “Why the hell did she put a duck in your hair!?”

Bell sighed.

“She said it was some kind of good luck thing... So I thought it might help me stay calm.”

Ashleigh stopped what she was doing. Bell had her back to her, but she knew the look on her face was crestfallen. Ashleigh put her arms around Bell and hugged her from behind.

“It’s going to be great,” Ashleigh offered. “The wedding will be great. Galen is great. It’s going to be great.”

“Galen is great….” Bell replied sadly, touching her hand to Ashleigh’s arm.

“Why do you sound so sad when you say that?” Ashleigh asked quietly, resting her chin on Bell’s shoulder.

Bell leaned against her friend.

“I’m just nervous… afraid to do the wrong thing.”