What happens when all the best friends meet after a few years at a Royal wedding? Will they find their true love?
How will their new relations be? Can the fragile ladies handle the arrogant men? Or maybe they can change themselves for their love of...
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Perhaps the worst thing you could do for your best friend's wedding is to go shopping with a haughty man you don't even know well. Why should it be Ethan out of all the people? I sighed and glared at him, "Can you please not change the song? " And he did not listen to me, Ethan Alves it is, of course the arrogant man, but did I just say please? I was too kind for this. Since Ethan didn't respond, I made the decision to switch the song on my own. I reached over to the radio and switched it to my favorite station, drowning out his annoying music.
I don't mean to offend, but my musical preferences are just so distinct from everyone else's, and his are just intolerable. I couldn't stand another minute of listening to his playlist.
He quickly changed the station back to his original choice. What a bitc-no expletives. He's so obstinate, but really, I'm not letting him ruin the rest of the day. I changed it back to my favorite station and turned up the volume. Let's see who wins this battle of the radio stations. I'm not backing down anytime soon. "Sorry, but I can't let you listen to this" he said, reaching for the dial to change it back again for the millionth time now. I'm usually very calm, but I don't know what came over me. I snatched his hand away and firmly said, "No, we're listening to my music today."
"Nobody's listening to any music now, we have arrived," he said, depressing the brake pedal as he gave me a smile, which was fake, by the way. How fuc-uh no cursing again. I mean, that was so rude. Although he appears to be so sweet and innocent, this man is actually very controlling. I made a mental note to never get in his car, not after this. "Aren't you gonna come?" He was waiting for me to get out of the car outside with his arms crossed over his chest, wearing a black leather jacket, and his voice was obnoxiously sweet. I took a deep breath, "YEAH, coming."
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After our amusing conversations and chuckles, my friends left my room, leaving me alone. Gazing out the window, I smiled and felt the want to take a stroll in the cool air. I came to Rajasthan with Myra and Raina a week ago for Isha's wedding, or Isha would have smacked our asses for not being there at least a week before her wedding. I grabbed my phone and walked out of the room with a bright smile on my face.
