(Evans POV)
I felt my breath catch in my throat as I was standing in front of the big wooden doors.
This day has been chaos so far. At least for me. People stormed in our room early in the morning and separated me and Aaron. They started taking 'care' of us as they started to dress us up and they started to really ask questions.
Like..
Personal questions...
"Where are you going for your honeymoon?"
"How is it marrying another male?"
"Do you actually love him?"
"Will you stay together until death?"
"Are you excited to marry Aaron Right?"
Can't they just mind their own business? Heat was rising to my cheeks every five minutes or so, and it was starting to annoy me. Not only that, but it was making me nervous. My palms became sweaty and slippery. My actions became slow and sloppy as if I was drunk and didn't know how to walk anymore.
All the questions that were thrown at me made me start to actually overthink things that I shouldn't be worrying about.