The wedding part one.

Maga

The room was brightly lit, causing my eyes to hurt due to too much light and after my eyes were adjusted I looked around the room. It was converted into a luxury spa with a rotating chair facing the mirror, and in front of it, there was a table with all sorts of beauty products that are available in the market.

“Uh, June I guess I will go sleep with my mum, and I think you and Celine can pamper yourselves all night long,” I told her and turned around to leave the room, but as soon as I took my first step, two pairs of hands grabbed my shoulders stopping me from leaving the room.

“Uh, uh, where do you think you are going?” Celine asked me, and I turned around and gave her a sheepish smile.

“Celine, you know I hate all this stuff, right? Waxing, manicure, pedicure, etc. So why don't you let me be, and you two enjoy all this.” I suggested.

“Who is getting married tomorrow? Is it me or you?” Celine asked me.

“Uh, it's me?” I asked her.