Amaya's POV:
"Where are you guys, Come on!" I hiss into the call with Ayla. "Give us a minute, This damn traffic will be the death of us today." Ayla replies while honking her car's horn repeatedly.
"Okay, Just don't get into an accident or something, arrive safely." I say." and quickly too."
I cut the call and sigh. We had a plan to go shopping for the dresses we are supposed to wear at my wedding. Apparently minus mine because I have to get it with the man himself.
We have to make some public appearances before the wedding to make it look ' believable'.
After the news of the two companies working on the biggest project in the nation and the wedding was released to the press, internet has been in a frenzy to say the least. The hot most successful bachelor of the state is finally being married to the daughter of his business partner.
Yup, that's what the headlines said.
We decided to shop in a mall as we always do and I have been getting stares from literally everyone although most of them are unreadable and those which can be read are in shock.
Of course, Who wouldn't be in shock that that workaholic got a beautiful wife like me without even trying. Right?
"Amayaa" Fayra's voice snaps me out of my thoughts and I sigh in relief. "Thank God I though I'd die waiting here."
"Nope, the only person you'd die for is your hot husband." Ayla winks at me.
"Oh yes, definitely." Mira adds which causes me to pass her a glare.
"Shut up will you all? We have loads of work to do." I say rolling my eyes.
"Wait, you didn't brought protocol with you?" Ayla asks narrowing her eyes at me.
"Of course, I don't want massive giants dressed in black looming around me all the time." I say as a matter of fact-ly.
"Girl, You're not unknown now. FYI." Fayra reminds me.
"Yeah whatever. I need some alone time with my girls after all." I say and interlock my arm with Fayra's.
They all pass me a laugh and while interlocking all our arms together we make our way to the shops in search for the perfect dresses for each one of my queens of friends.
"I can guarantee you, everyone in this mall is dying to be us right now." Mira quirks flipping her hair.
We three pass each other a look and shout in union. "Obviously."
My mood is now so much better and it is all because of these girls I am blessed with and when Expresso by Sabrina Carpenter starts playing on the speakers, I am boosted up maybe even on the 8th cloud.
Expresso-Sabrina Carpenter
"Lets hit it girls!" Ayla says as we stroll to the first shop we see that has potential clothes as Ayla says.
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