**Translation: The Mafia Queen**
Since the day I was born my father has prepped and trained me to be the perfect girl. Ivy League school, perfect manners, perfect personality and the perfect sense of humour. It was like he was raising a robot, not...
"Hey. Psst. Brianna get your lazy a** up! It's your wedding dayyyyy!" I sit up fast, checking my Apple Watch. 6:00. I look over at Jax who's snoring away. "Oh my gosh we've got to get going. Jax set his alarm for 6:15!" Gwen and Natalie smile at each other. "We knew something like this would happen, so we took the liberty of picking out an outfit for you." I climb out of the bed, take the clothes and rush into the bathroom.
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I run a brush through my hair quickly, leaving my hair in a semi-tangled wave of hair on my head. "This is cute thanks-" "Mmhmh Brianna?" Jax mumbles. I freeze. "Come on let's go!" Gwen grabs my arm, yanking me out of the door.
My eyes squint against the growing sunlight, and once they adjust my mouth drops open in surprise. "You got a limo?" "Only the best for the bride!" I turn to see Alex, smiling. "Sorry I'm late, by the way." "You can apologize on the way there now come on," Natalie winks, "we've got a fun day ahead of us."
I look out the window as the beautiful scenery of Spain passes by. "So," I say, turning back to the girls. "Where are we going?" Alex wiggles excitedly. "I rented out a beach villa!" "That's great! But, I don't have a bathing suit." Natalie, sitting on my left, places her hand in my shoulder. "Oh Bri, just relax! Your bridesmaids have everything taken care of, don't we ladies?" Alex, and Gwen grin.
We arrive at this adorable beachside villa with a wraparound porch, a little swing hanging on the left. "This is so cute!" I walk up the sand dusted stairs, and open the large door. "Brianna! Come, come, we have breakfast ready!" Eleonora leads me through the sunny interior of the villa, where Maya is setting a table just off of the kitchen, Rebecca sitting in a bouncing chair in the corner.
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I inhale the delicious smell, and my eyes widen at the amount of food that is laid out on the table. "I know what it feels like to have cravings, so we made a bit of everything." "Oh Maya, thank you!" I hug her, and then we all dig in to the delicious meal.
I push away my plate, stuffed. "That's all you're eating?" Gwen looks at me incredulously. "Yes," I laugh, "unlike you guys my dress is tight. Plus," I put my hand on my belly. "This is larger than it used to be." Gwen shrugs. "Fair point." Laughter flits around the table.
