Chapter 25

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Evernly Miller

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Evernly Miller

I checked my phone again, there was still no new messages from Sage except the hundreds from reporters and fans on Instagram.

Everyone wanted my take on the engagement but I wasn't ready to face that yet. Today was Harry's birthday and I have to get through that before anything.

I didn't realise I was bouncing my leg until Paige, my make up artist hired by Jane or Harry put her hands on my thigh.

I fought the edge to cringe and swat her hand away but I didn't do it out of respect for her and being polite. I didn't like people touching me.

"Please don't move." She told me.

"Sorry." I grumbled and looked at the tiny screen again.

I knew the phone didn't vibrate in my hand but I half expect to see a new message from him. He was suppose to be here edges ago.

I texted him the time he should be here this morning. I have to tell him about the engagement in person.

I chose three suits on Wednesday that he would've likely liked them and had Wren send them to him to choose. So basically he had to choose a suit and get here.

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He should've been here hours ago and to top it all off, I texted him a million times and he hasn't text back to any of them. It's not like Sage.

Harry walked in fully clothed and ready. I lifted my head a little to talk to him and see him.

"He still isn't here?" I asked him about Sage.

"Maybe he thought he'd ditch the whole thing." He suggested and sat on the bed next to my dress.

I could practically hear his thoughts as he looked at the pink dress, so much pink he would say.

"I don't think he'd do that." I told him. "Since you all are best budds, you know, since you all went to a carnival to celebrate some birthday of some little girl he didn't know."

I threw in the jab. I cussed myself for not controlling the rage I feel towards Harry. I hate how the Bella girl made me out to be. I'm not this person who throws jabs.

But since I've known of her existence, I can't shut up. I can't control my jealousy of her. For God sake, I threw Harry's phone out the window today only because I saw her calling him.

"Yep, there it is. I was wondering when tjats gonna show up."

"Don't condescend me Harry, I'm not a child." I barked at him.

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