Chapter 152 Wedding Planner's Lust💦 (1)

• Valerie sat in the back of the Uber with her forehead resting against the cool glass of the window. City lights slid by in soft streaks of gold and white. Her phone buzzed again in her lap. Another message from the florist. Another from the caterer. Another from her mother asking if she had checked the seating chart one more time…. And the list went on and on. She turned the phone face down and closed her eyes.
• The wedding was in eleven days.
• She had thought she would feel excited by now. Instead her chest felt heavy, like someone had filled it with wet sand. Every choice seemed harder than the last. The dress looked beautiful on the hanger, but it pressed tight across her ribs when she wore it. The hotel was perfect, yet the coordinator kept calling her “sweetie” in a voice that made her teeth hurt. Her fiancé, Daniel, was kind and steady. He was also in Chicago on a work trip, which left her alone with the long list of things that still needed fixing.