There are things you need to know about Ally aka Allison Hart :
1) She's a hotshot lawyer with a hundred percent win record.
2) She must get married ASAP to get her sister's custody from her parents.
3) She loves kissing Daniel.
Being a hotshot...
It's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years - Abraham Lincoln
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"Stop crying, you're going to spoil your makeup," Hope tells, throwing a glare at her.
Why are you crying?
I roll my eyes. She isn't talking about me.
I turn towards Cassy who has tears in her eyes. "I should have been the maid of honor. You stole it from me, traitor," Cassy accused Hope as she stole her boyfriend.
I ignore both of them as I take a sip from my coffee. Ashley frowns at me, her green eyes sparkling. "Aren't you nervous? It's your wedding," she says, sitting beside me on the couch.
"Why will I be nervous?" I ask, taking another sip from the coffee. Ashley shrugs, pursing her lips.
"Stop drinking that coffee, you're going to spoil your lipstick," Hope says to me in between consoling Cassy. She turns towards her. "Stop crying, idiot. You're going to spoil everything," Hope snaps, standing up, her hands on her hips. "Don't blame me when you look like a ghost throughout the wedding."
Today is my wedding day. The day I'm going to tie the knot.
Congratulations Allison.
Shut up.
Cassy frowns, grabbing tissues and wiping her tears. "Will you give me an extra piece of cake?"
Hope smiles widely before nodding her head. "Take as much as you want but spare at least one piece for the bride and groom," Hope gushes, letting her hands fall to her sides. Cassy nods before moving towards the mirror to recheck her makeup. All the girls are wearing burgundy color off-shoulder gown with a light grey fur shawl wrapped around their shoulders and hair tied into a messy bun. They all look exactly the same.
I turn my head towards the door when it opens wide, revealing Phoenix and Angel. Angel's eyes widen. "What are you sitting there looking like that?" Angel shouts, walking towards me.
"What?" I ask, taking another sip from my coffee.
"You got to be kidding me," she mutters, her eyes widens.
Phenoix glares at me. "Why are you in your pyjamas when you should be the one to be dressed up? It's your wedding, did you forget?"
