𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟 ! ✿⎯⎯
𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 six months of struggling
with heartbreak lead to a
startling realisation.
𝐎𝐑
𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 madeleine gray has
moved on - right? - but
trevor zegras is convinced
she's the ultimate lo...
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⎯⎯ 𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
" 𝕿his is a bad, bad idea".
Trevor glances sidelong at Jamie's sing-song tone, shrugging as he continues walking towards the small ballroom in the hotel where Orla and Millie's wedding will take place, which is also where the rehearsal brunch — yes, brunch — is due to begin in approximately ten minutes.
List of events that led up to this very moment?
Well, for starters Trevor picked Jamie up from the airport. A two hour road trip later, their car pulled into the quaint hotel based in the New York countryside.
They checked into their already booked rooms right beside each other and half an hour later, dressed up in their best casual-yet-not-so-casualsummer attire and got into the elevator to make it to the rehearsal brunch in time.
Every time Jamie sees Trevor he tries to reiterate just how bad of an idea he thinks it is to casually spring this on Madeleine without so much as a hint at first but Trevor is nothing if not stubborn.
And stupid but that's a tale for another day.
"Names?", the woman manning the open doors of the ballroom asks expectantly as they approach her.
They brandish their invitations at her, "Jamie Drysdale and Trevor Zegras".
She hums, perusing her iPad before nodding in affirmation and letting them through but not without handing over a thin booklet.
The itinerary, of course.
"Bachelorette parties. 7 pm", Jamie informs a distracted Trevor.
"Huh?".
"Bachelorette parties", he repeats, "I know I'll be with Millie but where will you be?".
"Oh", Trevor frowns. He really hadn't thought of that.
Huh.
Surely, he'd be with Millie too? Or . . . . what if he's left out of either lists? What if he has to stay back tonight?
Dammit, that won't fare well for the plan.
"Uhm, excuse me", Trevor holds out a hand to a woman in a navy pantsuit whose vibes literally screammanagement aka the Wedding Planner.
