Chapter One Hundred And Seventeen

And just when I thought that everything was going as planned—Josh and I had completed the counseling, Jane had finally apologized, and my dad had given his full blessing—it felt so surreal that in a couple of days, I'd be walking down the aisle with Josh.

We had been through a lot: the Nolan saga, the back-to-back tension at work, and Adams coming to light. But I was grateful that Adams had found someone he loved, and I got to meet the lucky lady.

I was seated in the living room going through my phone. Ava, as usual, was in charge of discussing with the event planner about the wedding, and I must say she had been helpful. I needed to reach out to Josh to know the color his men would be wearing at the wedding. With my phone in hand, I dialed Josh's number. It rang, but he didn't pick up. I tried several times, but still no response.

"What's wrong? You look troubled," Ava asked, paying close attention to me.

With a furrowed brow, I wondered what could be wrong. "Why is he not picking up