CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

JESSICA'S POV.

I woke up early the next day, feeling a little giddy and nervous at the same time. Today, Daniel and I would be going wedding dress shopping. Usually in the movies, the female lead would be so happy and excited—maybe chatting about how great her fiancee was while one of her best friends painted her nails.

But mine was far from that. My best friend—although fully now in support of the contract wedding—had made it obvious she was only going to be available for the wedding. Though her reason was very much valid—with her Mum's business being mostly solely handled by her, her brothers surgery which was miraculously covered by an old friend of hers, and overally, all the chaos in her life—She had the right to keep away from any form of stress. My relationship with Daniel was currently very stressful and problematic.

My mind went back to what Daniel had said earlier and a small smile played on my lips.

"You're a strong woman, Jessica." That was like the most satisfying thin