Chapter Ninety-Five

Emma’s POV

About an hour and thirty minutes into the spa session, Sammy and I had gotten mud baths, gotten waxed, had hot coal treatments, did some weird seaweed wrap, and done our manicures.

Right now, we are getting our toes done while sipping on champagne.

“Are you enjoying your day so far?” Sammy asked me as she took a sip of her drink.

“Yeah, it’s alright,” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Just alright? Seriously?” she put her drink down. “Well that’s disappointing,” she said with a sad face. “I thought starting the day with a spa date would get you in the groove. I guess I thought wrong”.

“Oh no no no. That’s not at all how I meant it to come out, Sammy,” I said, sitting up. “I appreciate your planning and everything, it’s just that I’ve not been so amped up about today since last night. I mean you know how I usually get around my birthday period, don’t you? Throughout the year, I’m usually pumped up for it, then at the last few weeks leading up to the actual day, I’m not as inter