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As the girls get dressed, my phone begins to ring. I want to get Dahyun ready before I put on my dress.I am the bridesmaid. It's part of my duty to do that. She comes before anything else. When I stepped out, her hair stylist was working on hers.
Noting how lousy this place is, I decide to go back into the inner room where Dahyun is, to receive the call.
Given that it's an odd number, it might be important. As soon as I enter, a familiar voice reaches my ears.
"Hi, Vero!"
Yuta. He has a unique voice. It is him.
"Oh hi, Yuta?" I ask to be sure I am not mistaken him for someone else. This gets Dahyun's attention, and she throws me a wink. She must have given him my number. Probably last night because none of us had seen the guys this morning.
We didn't go back to the party after speaking and sitting silently on the beach with Jungkook. Instead, I went back to the room to sleep. I didn't even know when the girls would come back.
"Yes, you didn't make it back to the party last night, so I was kind of worried. I just thought to check on you to be sure you haven't bailed out on being our bride's maid of honor." His sense of humor is good. I laugh.
"No, no, I haven't. She gave me an important task last night, which I did with all my strength. I immediately went to bed after finishing the task because I was already tired."
I sit on the bed behind Dahyun's chair, which is facing the mirror. Suddenly, she whirls around and approaches me with the chair, and I notice that the stylist and the two make-up artists have left.
The wedding is at ten, and we still have some minutes to go before the ceremony starts. This is the real reason why everyone is relaxed, especially me.
"Oh, I couldn't even sleep well because I was already feeling for Dahyun..."I laugh again.
"Enough of Dahyun's talk already. I wouldn't hurt her on her day!"
11:08
Dahyun's ear prickles with curiosity, and she extends her hands for me to provide a hint about the mention of her name. After throwing an icy glare her way, l ignore her. She gave him my number without my permission.
"Ok, I'm sorry. Are you ready?"
"For?"
"The ceremony" he mentions quickly.
"Of course!" I reply with a raised brow.
"Then it means we will see each other in less than an hour, right?" After a moment of hesitation, I respond.
"Sure." Instantly, he disconnects the call, making me turn to Dahyun with bulging eyes.
"He is weird."