CHAPTER 115: EMMA

I glance at the clock and my heart starts racing. I'm late.

"Okay, stop fussing!" I scold my bridesmaids, but I can't help the nervous laugh that escapes my lips as Gia fluffs my veil for the third time. Natasha is running around, making sure every single detail is perfect, while Odette is already dressed and helping the makeup artist add the final touches to my lips.

And then there's Rob. He's pacing back and forth, muttering under his breath, "You're going to be late for your wedding, Emma. Of course, you are. I knew it. I knew this would happen!"

"Rob," I groan, rolling my eyes. "You're not helping!"

He stops pacing and dramatically places his hands on his hips, his eyes full of fake indignation. "Excuse me, darling. Who has been by your side through every single dress fitting, cake tasting, and meltdown?"

I chuckled despite myself, the tension easing just a little. "I love you, Rob."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he mutters, coming over to adjust my gown. "But seriously, we need to get movi